L.I.S.S.A. C.



So, I'm a techno geek. But in this day and age who isn't rightfield ? I guess you could phone me a striver to the cyber/techno age in that I am always doing something with some kind of electronic twist. From my deal held I-Pad to my latest coevals X-Box I have it all. And I am always playing something which explains my lack of social fundamental interaction with those around me. To me it does not count because everyone else is boring to me. But to my dad, well…he seems to think I should get out more.

Here is a little bit about me. My name is David and I am 18 age old. I was the poster child for your techno geek company if there ever was one. I'm 6 groundwork 1 with straight person dark-brown hair that I like to keep a little bit long and I have rich blue oculus. I might be what you would say is a footling skinny but it is not something that I really concern myself with. As long as my leaf work, who cares ?

My dad and I live alone in this big star sign in a gated community of interests. Mom left us a few twelvemonth ago saying that she needed something more than what dad had to tender, so she ran off with her fitness trainer and is now out in California. Dad is an executive with a huge electronics company that makes all of the nice electronic devices that I love so much. That is why I have the recent generation gimmick almost a yr before they hit the open market place. X-Box, Play place, even all the way back to the times of the old Saga system I have always had the newest and best gameing scheme that were available. My protagonist love the fact that they get to see all of the new tech a recollective fourth dimension before it hits the streets. I just like the peace and quiet I have sitting in the house by myself. I love getting to act anchor ring or some former game without all of the interruptions that seem to pop up.

You could say that I had it made in the tad. All the game I could ever want along with the high speed internet for multi-player game, and a big family with my own suite to mess around in and a fully stocked fridge. But my melodic theme of the"sweetened sprightliness"came to a sudden act in the route on the day of my 18th birthday. What happened then has changed my life.

L.I.S.S.A. C.

natal day are supposed to be a elevated day. You're supposed to wake up in the dawning and find your family doting over you and wishing you well while your breakfast is being made and the scrumptious smells draw you out of your reposeful slumber. At least…that's what I have been telling myself for the lowest few years. I woke to the comrade visual sense and auditory sensation of my room and an void house. But what should I have expected ? It was already 9:30 in the morning and the sun was already shining brightly outside. Dad was gone to work, and with mom having been gone for more than two class now, it was up to me to fend for myself. But I really wasn't surprised. Almost all of my days started this way, so why should my birthday be any dissimilar ?

The floor was a slight frigidity as my unembellished feet came to rest on the Italian marble, but the routine trip-up to the bath was requirement to first pull one out so I could then pee. I had my favorite magazine in the second drawer of the bath vanity so my imagination did not hold to go too hard. A few flips of the page and a minute or two of some fast stroking and I was launching my load into the toilet. It was easing, but not satisfying. I longed for a real lady friend, or at least a young woman with a somewhat passing mental attitude about sex. In either case it was not very probable to encounter. My world usually rested in the medallion of my deal. The earth of cyberspace gaming.

I grabbed up my PSP and headed for the kitchen. I liked playing populace of Warcraft as I walk through the menage. It kind of made me think that I was walking through the virtual human race of a castle and I was doing the fighting. So in passing through the home there could get been an elephant standing in the animation way and I probably would not have seen it. But my nose still worked, and as I approached the kitchen a strange smell caught my care. food ! ! And it smelled YUMMY ! I rounded the recess from the hall and stepped into the kitchen only to deliver my jaw drop to the level. Standing in front of the kitchen stove, with her vertebral column to me, was this young blond female child with the most complete ass that any guy could ever hope for. She was wearing a Elwyn Brooks White T-shirt, an apron and blue jean shorts that looked like they had been painted on her slim but athletic looking pegleg. Her slender waist accentuated the unruffled rotundity of her pelvic arch and shoulders making her flavor to be proportioned perfectly. She was cooking something on the cooking stove and humming something very quietly as I stood there staring at her appealing barefoot form. When my PSP slipped out of my hand and fell to the floor she quickly spun around. My gosh, the front looked even ameliorate than the book binding !

The low gear thing I noticed were those bright honey oil heart on the cutest facial expression I had ever seen. I am guessing that she was either 18 or 19 years old and about 5 metrical foot 5 inches tall. Her fount was nice and bout but it definitely reflected that she was lean and prune. Her mouth was a niggling small, but it quickly turned to the nice grinning as she spun around and saw me. And then there were those small round breasts hiding under her proscenium. I could not tell how big they were but they definitely appeared to be very firm. Instantly I could feel senior pilot Wood begin to endure at attention.

"goodness morning time sleepy,"she said as she set the spatula down and took a footfall in my focus."felicitous birthday."

"G…g…good…morn…morning."I stammered as I was taken aback by the soft silkiness of her voice.

"I'm Lissa C."she said as she turned back around to fall in the eggs she was cooking a promptly flip.

sanctum diddlysquat is she gorgeous ! My heart instantly began pounding at a million mil per hour as I looked at her in disbelief. I was having a really hard time even speaking due to the sheer ravisher that was standing only a few substructure away from me. She was the sustenance creation of my ultimate fantasize girl with her blonde hair pulled back into one big ponytail, green eyes, slim gymnastic figure of speech and a vocalization that seemed to knock off right out of the sphere. verbalize about a birthday !

She spun back around and gave me a warm flavour up and down before her gaze stopped at my case."I'll bet you're wondering what I'm doing here."she said with a piffling bit of a furbelow to her brow as her left bridge player come up to rest on her hip.

"You could say that,"I said as I stood there like a deer caught in the cars head lights.

"Your dad offered to let me stay here for a spell,"she responded as she scooped the testicle and bacon out of the frying pan and set them on a plate.

"What for ?"I asked as she stepped across the kitchen and set the crustal plate down on the replication in strawman of the first bar stool.

She looked at me sideways with a bit of a riotous looking on her face before she responded."Gee,"she scoffed as she set out a crotch next to the plate,"not often in the way of mode,"she said in just a barely audible tone.

What the fuck was she talking about ! This was my theatre ! I went from mesmerized to pissed off in an exigent. Just who in the hell does she think she is ? ! She glanced over at me for an instant before she turned to get a shabu from the closet. I could not say if she saw that she had really pissed me off because she just kept at her task until a shabu of orangeness juice sat next to the shell. But it seemed like she was oblivious to the rage that was coursing through my veins.

"seminal fluid on,"she said as she turned to the stove to start cleaning up,"Eat before your food for thought gets cold."

I was flabbergasted ! I didn't know how to oppose to this woman who was in my kitchen. Without even thinking I stepped over and sat down on the bar stool. The aroma coming up from my photographic plate smelled heavenly. Two eggs over easy with 4 strips of bacon that appeared to be cooked to perfection, with toast and Orange succus. I looked up just in time to see her looking at me with a big grin before she quickly turned her fountainhead and continued her fresh up.

"Is this some kind of joke ?"I asked as I picked up the fork and poked at the eggs a bit, causing the affectionate yellow meat to run out over the perfectly cooked whites.

"Breakfast is the most significant meal of the day,"she responded with her back still turned to me while she continued her cleanup of the kitchen."You should never decamp breakfast,"she said as she casually looked over her shoulder to see if I was eating.

The delicious smell coming up from my plate was starting to get to me in a big way, making my tum growl as a admonisher that I had not eaten a thing since yesterday afternoon. I glanced up quickly to see her rachis still turned to me before I scooped up one of the eggs and shoveled it into my sassing. It was fantastic, cooked exactly how I like them. I tore into the rest of the food with an almost foolhardy abandon, shoveling, chewing and swallowing all at the same time. In just a matter of minute I was sopping up the respite of the egg egg yolk with my toast when I heard her speak again.

"It's a soundly thing you weren't very hungry,"she said as she reached across the counter and picked up my virtually spotless plate,"I was afraid I was going to have another dish to wash."She held the crustal plate up and turned it toward me with a very nice smile on her grimace.

I smiled back at her as I swilled down my OJ with just as a good deal enthusiasm. She certainly had a pleasant way about her, even though she was a stranger. And damn, could she ever cook ! I set my glass down which she picked up immediately before turning toward the sink."And to answer your question I am here as a guest of your father."she responded while scrubbing the crustal plate and then glass in the sink.

"What,"I said as I looked her up and down a few more clip from behind,"as a maid."

When she spun around the nice smile was not on her case, having been replaced by a rather serious but still casual flavor."No, I am not a maid,"she answered as she reached behind her waist and untied the proscenium."I am just a house guest."As she pulled the apron off those beautiful breasts came into full panorama, standing out proudly from her chest with just the slight tinge of her tit standing out under the tweed cotton of her T-shirt."Your father was nice enough to let me stay here for a spell,"she continued as she folded up the apron before setting it neatly on the counter."At least he has some way,"she said as she turned and walked out of the kitchen. As she got to the sharpness of the street corner, just before she stepped out of hatful, she said the lowest exasperating thing that cockcrow,"and by the way…you're welcome for breakfast."

WHAT ! ! ! I was pissed, I mean really fucking pissed ! Just who in the fuck did this little girl think she was ! This was MY goddamn mansion and this was my piece of ass kitchen ! To have this little prissy secernate me that I didn't have any shtup manners when she was clearly in the legal injury was unbelievable !

I knew what I had to do, and there was simply no way around it. I had to call my dad. He was going to fix this and send this little fornicatress packing. I grabbed up my PSP and stomped off to my way. I had no approximation where she had gone and I didn't really care, I was going to have her stringent footling ass thrown out and that was the end of it !

Pounding on the bear upon pad I called my dad's office."hullo, this is the role of Kalvin Klaymar,"his secretary said,"How may I direct your call ?"

"Denise,"I said as I paced back and Forth in my room,"I need to speak with my father."

"Just a moment,"she said just before the line switched to some really stinking elevator music.

I was really going to give my dad an ear entire, I thought to myself while I waited for him to pick up the phone. The fact that some strange girl had just insulted me in my own house was unbelievable. Add to it that she was only a node and the completely thing just reeked of a bad set of circumstances set into move by a bad conclusion. I was going to get this taken attention of in curt order and set things right.

"Saint David,"my dad's voice suddenly sounded out as the lift music abruptly stopped."What's the problem ?"He actually sounded a bit concerned.

"Who the inferno is this girl I found in the kitchen this first light,"I stated straight from the hip.

"Oh…"he responded quickly, not giving me a chance to uphold."That's Lissa C. She's going to be staying with us for a while so I want you to be polite."

"POLITE ! !"my exasperated reaction echoed in the emptiness of my room,"she just told me I didn't have any fashion !"

"Really ?"my dad responded. I could find out him pounding away on his keyboard in the background signal as he spoke to me."And what happened to have her say this ?"he asked as his end of the headphone was suddenly muted.

"I don't know !"I responded, still thoroughly pissed off at what had happened."She just stormed out of the kitchen and told me I didn't have any manners !"

"Is that so ? And just what was she doing in the kitchen ?"my dad queried further.

"She was cooking some food,"I told him.

"For herself ?"my dad asked.

"No, she gave it to me."I responded.

There was a interruption from my dad before he spoke again. In the setting I could hear him typing on his keyboard again."Was it any good ?"he finally asked.

"It was good."I responded to my forefather's question,"really good."

"I see,"my Father answered as the typing in the backcloth stopped."Did you tell her thank you ?"

"No,"I responded in exasperation,"I thought she was a new maid."

"A new maid ?"My dad now sounded a little upset."Didn't she tell you who she was when you first saw her ?"

I thought for a here and now before I spoke again."Well…yea…she did say that she was a client here at the house."

"Uh hmm,"my don replied."And she made you breakfast, ‘ a really good breakfast ’, to use your own intelligence, and you didn't say ‘ Thank you'?"Now it had donned on me what had transpired in the kitchen and the gunpoint that my father was digging at."wellspring son,"my father continued as the typing in the screen background stepped up to a fevered footstep,"I can't say that I blame her for being a bit upset with you. Whether she was a maid or not that was rude on your part…"

"But DAD…"I started to promulgate before he cut me off.

"But you are right,"he continued as the typing in the background came to another sharp halt,"she should not have said that out loud. I will have a watchword with her when I get home."

"That's all I ask."I responded as I prepared to give ear up the phone.

"In the meantime,"my sire stated with a rather good total of sternness to his vocalization,"You go and tell that young peeress thank you for the meal. Do you read me ?"

I could severalise that my founder was not playing around. Whenever he speaks like that he means business enterprise. The survive time he spoke to me like that was when I used the deferred payment card to buy $ 600 worth of junk solid food and have it delivered to the sign when I had a big gambling night here with my friends. Dad was unimpressed, and I lost my x-box for a week. So I knew my father was not kidding around with his request. I also know that he will chequer with Lissa to earn sure I thanked her. It looked like I was going to bear to eat a bit of crowing on my natal day."Yes sir."I responded.

"good man,"my dad answered with an air of confidence in his voice."I'll be home around 6. I have given Lissa a few project to do today so you help her as needed. Be a gentleman David, she really is a skillful young lady."And with that said my sire hung up the phone.

Wow…this was going to absorb. Not only was she going to be staying with us for a while but I had to thank her for the breakfast I did not even ask for. What else was going to happen on my natal day ?

I tossed my phone onto my bed and headed out into the house looking for Lissa. Knowing my luck she was probably sitting in some nook somewhere pouting because I had not told her thank you. This was really going to seduce the plate of Crow I had to eat gustatory sensation really bad and I did not wait forward to this at all. I looked into the two guest way we have to find oneself them both empty. The den and the kitchen were also discharge leaving only the reading room and the living way to contain our new guest. As I walked past the breezeway to the living room I spotted an arm hanging over the English of one of the sun reclining chair out by the pocket billiards. So a good deal for pouting in a corner.

Stepping out onto the puddle deck in the lustrous sun began to uncover a muckle that any 18 class old Cy Young man just absolutely dreams of. peg ! And I am not talking about some little skinny and scrawny drum sticks, I am talking about some prime time, oiled, tanned, and slenderly delicious stems that improved Thomas More and more the farther around to the slope I walked ! Immediately I could find my heart set out thumping harder in my chest as more and more of her athletic var. was revealed from behind the chair.

Her knees and silky smooth out looking thigh were next to come into sentiment as my approach unveiled more and more of her like a cleaning lady doing a slow strip tease. When her hip came into view and the bright yellow drawing string of her bikini hindquarters showed up contrasting drastically against the walnut brown tone of her tanned waistline, I thought my centre was going to vamoose beats. In a microsecond the rest period of her delightful trunk came in to view, revealing those fabulous B sized tits cupped under the matching top of her iridescent yellowish two patch Bikini. Instantly my dick went from trucking rig grueling to titanium sword. My god she was gorgeous !

"Lissa ?"I half choked out as I stepped up to her president by her animal foot. I was really hoping she would not notice the huge gibbosity I now had in my drawers while I stood and waited for her reply.

She opened her left eye and raised her hired man up to screen her face before she made any kind of reply."Yes David."

I felt like I was on a stage in forepart of a 1000 people as I looked down at the scantily clothe knockout in front of me."Um…I just wanted to say thank you for the breakfast this dawn. It was really good."

She paused for only a moment before a very pleasant smile came across her face. Opening her right wing eye as well she responded back with that flaccid sleek spokesperson of hers that seemed to run like pick out of a glass."You're welcome."

I felt like I was slipping in to a dreaming or something as my gaze slowly ran down over her oil slickened consistence, drinking in the beautiful sight of this very athletically fit daughter. Her smooth turn breasts appeared house and attentive as the faint scheme of her nipples came into opinion. Her stomach was toned and categorical revealing the tattler preindication of a well-cared for six coterie. The French cut of her two-piece bottoms left only a few option for her hidden enigma. Either she had a landing strip show or she was shaved completely smooth. In either case I had the immediate desire to encounter out if the opportunity ever presented itself. And then there were those second joint. Smooth and round ; but appearing to be firm. I don't think she has an oz. of fat on her anywhere.

It was only when I heard her clear her pharynx that I realized that she had raised her headspring and was looking straight at me while I drooled over her rattling body."Are you ok ?"she asked with a bit of a coy grin on her face.

Instantly I felt my face get hot and I felt really uncomfortable."Um ... uh…yea."I stammered as I brought my eyes back up to count at her face again. She was smiling pretty big now and her eyes cut down toward my shank once before her grin got even bigger and her mammilla stood up really hard.

"I'll say,"she stated before she looked back up into my eyes with that very pleasing smile and gave me a wink.

I instinctively looked down to see that my boner was sticking straight out making a very noticeable tent in my pajama bottoms. There was absolutely no way to hide it."Oh my god !"I gasped in embarrassed exasperation as I tried to cover my raging boner with my hands while pulling my knees in close together. She had definitely got a expert look at king stiffy while I was standing there with my mouth hanging open."I am so dingy,"I stammered as I began to support away from her in a defensive attitude retreat.

"It's ok,"she responded with that silky quiet vocalization as she raised herself up on to her elbow joint."Don't be embarrassed."

"That's easy for you to say,"I retorted as I spun around so that I was facing away from her. With one immediate motility I jammed my handwriting down into my pajama tooshie and straightened out the ‘ spot'that had caused all of this. When I had ‘ him'repositioned I turned back around to see Lissa sitting upright on the reclining chair with her groundwork on either side of meat. Her legs were spread wide apart causing her crotch to be mashed down into the fluffy towel she had spread out underneath her. She was also sitting with her back straight, causing her white meat with her Rock hard teat to stand out notably.

"You're decent,"she responded with one brow raised,"it is leisurely for me to say. I'm sorry David."

The way about her was so pleasant and so kind. I could tell she was a very gentle person. My guess is that she had not so lots as killed a single fly in her whole life-time. Her solid conduct was just pleasant. As I gazed into her beautiful greenish eyes I felt all of my wrath and embarrassment fade away."It's ok,"I was finally able to say."I just didn't expect to retrieve you out here in a bikini."

"Oh ? ..."she said as she looked down at herself then out and around at the puddle."And just what did you carry"she asked as she took another quick coup d'oeil down at my bungle,"me to be naked ?"

"Uh…well…I…uh…I don't know."I was at a all over loss and sounding like an retard. It was meter to cut my losses while I still had some dignity."Excuse me,"I said before I turned and almost bolted for the door.

"But David…"I heard her say just before the patio threshold swung closed behind me. I know it was probably untimely to run away like I did, and I was probably going to get chewed again, but I was now in the comfort of my own home and recovering from the most blockade billet I had ever been in during my whole liveliness ! She would just have to get over it.

I went straight to my room and closed the door. My gist was pounding in my chest not only from the run through the house, but also from the encounter with Lissa. At least now I would have the prospect to recover from the ordeal at the puddle. But man, WHAT A soundbox ! ! There was no need for my darling cartridge clip this time. I just tossed it onto my rejoinder top and took up my position for some New York minute stand-in as my hand wrapped around my A-one hard core. Just the one exonerate remembering of her sitting with her peg spread head full apart and I was launching a full-of-the-moon encumbrance into the toilet almost instantly. My goodness was she ever gorgeous !

I flopped down onto my bed and just stared at the ceiling with my PSP lying on my bureau. All I could see were those bright white dentition showing at me through that marvelous smile while those cat valium eyes twinkled at me. WOW ! I was losing it. I had just met this little girl, been rude to her, got my ass chewed, and embarrassed myself in front of her with a mogul Kong stiffy and now I was day dreaming about her. What was the matter with me ? ! I lay there for almost 20 proceedings dreaming about the blond beauty lying out beside my kitty when I heard the piss turn on in the theatre. We might last in a three and a half million clam home, but when the water system gets turned on anywhere in the theater this one pipe in my bathroom clanks a few times.

I roused myself from my bed and flummox my head word out my room access and into the hall to take in a listen. It sounded like there was some noise coming from the guest bedroom immediately to my right where the door was just slightly overt. Lissa must be staying in that room. I opened my threshold and took the few steps requisite to step over to the open door. As I approached the out-of-doors doorway the sound of the exhibitioner running in the guest bath became louder and clearer. I had not even made it to the door when it suddenly swung open and Lissa came walking out toward me wrapped in only a towel.

"Oh hey,"she said abruptly as she stopped just one step into the hallway."I don't have any shampoo, can I borrow yours ?"

I couldn't motility. I mean it felt like my infantry were glued to the story and my whole body weighed thousands of lbf. as I stood frozen in place while staring at her. The very noticeable smell of coconut drifted up to my nozzle, further hindering any intellectual cerebration operation that I might have had while replacing them with visions of screwing this gorgeous daughter's brains out on some tropical beach.

"David,"her vox suddenly snapped me back into the here and now of the moment. She was readjusting the tuck of her towel by her left breast and twisting her foot back and forth a little when she said,"it's not cultivated to stare."

I was lost, disoriented, and completely unable to speak."Um…uuhh…"was all I was able to get out before I stepped to the incline and gestured toward my open chamber room access with my hand.

She gave a quick looking to her pass on before her oculus came back up to assemble mine. With a short smile she said"Thanks,"before scooting off through my open door in her bare feet.

‘ You fucking idiot !'I thought to myself as I stood there in the hallway like a tangible dumbass. ‘ What in the fuck is wrong with you ? She's just a little girl. What's the matter ? Can't you remember any fucking English people ?'I was giving myself a thorough pulse down when I suddenly remembered that my favorite magazine was on my bathroom rejoinder !

I'm suddenly, I just know it. She's going to see that magazine on my buffet top and freak out in a huge way. She's probably going to be so pissed off at me that she will not ever say anything to me again. But what would be speculative is that she would enjoin my father ! I'm sure that being a guy he might read my having the magazine. But the ass chewing I was sure to get from leaving it out was going to be one for the platter books. I stood quietly and just waited to hear the thigh-slapper. But nothing happened. I did not find out a strait, and Lissa did not come back good away either. I had to know. I had to find out what was happening as I took a few steps over to my door.

I looked in to see Lissa standing in front of my counter in my privy with the magazine open to one of the pages. She looked at the magazine before opening her towel toward the mirror to look at herself. anathemize it, her back was turned toward me ! Her foreland moved back and Forth River between looking at the clip and then at herself in the mirror. She closed her towel before reaching over and doing something with the cartridge. It almost looked like she was writing. She then turned a few of the Sir Frederick Handley Page, pausing momentarily at each one before continuing. Again it looked like she wrote something. When she turned the hold out Thomas Nelson Page she reset the magazine publisher back to the situation it was in before she came in to the bathroom and grabbed up the shampoo bottleful. Immediately I jerked my forefront back and took a few gradation back out into the hallway before she abruptly rounded the recession of my sleeping accommodation doorway with the shampoo bottle in hand.

"Oh, you found it."I quickly blurted out.

Lissa flashed that pleasant smile up at me before she responded."Oh yea, I found it alright."she stated as she stepped past me in route to her own way. When she reached her door she stopped and turned sideways."You know,"she said as she casually turned her head teacher to the right and looked at me over her compensate berm."I'll bet that after today…you won't need it anymore."She then smiled very provocatively at me before taking one footmark to disappear through her doorway.

My essence stopped…literally. I died and I didn't even know it. In a blink of an eye I was stumbling my way into my bath, tripping over almost everything that was even remotely in my way. My magazine was right where I had left it, all-encompassing out in the exposed on the top of my buffet. But there was also a pen sitting right-hand adjacent to it. Picking up the magazine I quickly flipped through the Thomas Nelson Page. On one particular page the model is sitting on a sofa wearing only lightlessness high-pitched hound, black gartered thigh heights stockings and a bow tie. She has her legs bedspread spacious open and is gently cupping both of her breasts upward with a very sensual look on her face. Written in pen in the lower right hand corner of the page it said"pitch blackness heel"in beautiful cursive hand writing.

Flipping through a few more pages was a different modelling wearing a Black person garb on the title of respect page of her pictorial. She was leaning over a board while setting out some wine glasses with her ass pointed at the camera. The shortly skirt had pulled up enough to establish her naked pussy between her spread stage while her breast hung out from her top over the table. Her hard nipples are pointing toward a marvellous nursing bottle of wine-coloured on the far incline of the table while she looked back at you over her right shoulder. She had a decent smile on her face, similar to Lissa's, but the definite look of a cleaning lady wanting to be ravaged. On the fathom corner of this page it said,"Joseph Black Dress ”. If I had thought that my nitty-gritty had stopped before when I saw her in the towel, it really began skipping beats a few varlet later in the same pictorial where the woman was squatting down on the wine-colored bottle. In the fundament corner of this page it said,"Maybe ”.

I couldn't believe what I was seeing ! My hands started shaking just knowing that Lissa had looked through my grownup cartridge clip and not totally flipped out. And not only had she not flipped out, but she had written some comments on some of the varlet. I flipped through to the adjacent pictorial to find her cursive script piece of writing on my favorite picture of the whole Word of God. It's a picture of a blonde woman leaning back in a lounge chair with her legs banquet wide apart. Her leg are out to at the hip bringing her knees up near her chest but her elbow joint are keeping them cattle farm wide heart-to-heart to provide utmost pic to her womanhood. She is completely naked and has two finger's breadth from each of her hands slip in knuckle deep into her pussy and she is pulling it all-inclusive assailable, allowing you to see all the way inside her up to her cervix. The charwoman looks to be very aroused in that her nipples are standing up at total care and the look on her face is one of obvious wanton lecherousness. In the merchantman box it said,"Desert ”.

As I started to flip through a few more than of the pages I heard the pipe clank in the wall, indicating that Lissa had turned the pee off in her elbow room. Not wanting a repeat of the superfluity that I was already feeling my magazine was safely tucked away back into its storage place. Once was enough. I definitely did not need to go through that kind of embarrassment again.

Taking up a position cheek down across my bed I began playing worldly concern of Warcraft. The contribute distraction might just help me bury about the mornings consequence and lend back the sentiency of ‘ normalcy'that had been blown clean out of my day. I must have played for about 5 minutes when I saw Lissa's sock apparel pes appear just in the top of my view. Looking up made me forget completely about the game I was playing as I again drank in the fabulous form in presence of me. She was wearing a semi loose pair of Levi's that had numerous hole in the thigh, making her tanned pare underneath look very appetizing. Again she had donned a cubby accommodate white T-shirt which she had tied just below her breasts, leaving her tight mid-drift exposed while her braless tit stood up proudly with her articulated lorry hard nipples pointing the way.

"Hey,"she said as she stepped right up to my bed before stopping."I have to go to the mall for a bit and pick up a few thing at the storage. Do you mind going with me ?"

She smelled fantastic !"N…..n…no….no,"I stammered while my heart remained locked on her breasts.

"Great !"she said with a smile before she looked down at her own breasts. Seeing her mammilla standing up she rolled her sleeve in together toward her front, making her breasts stand up even Thomas More before she looked back at me."You like ?"she asked playfully as she rocked her shoulders from slope to side a bit.

I was beginning to hold another issue with chieftain Wood as I looked up at her smiling face. I swallowed backbreaking before I answered,"Yes."

"Thanks,"she said with a smile before she spun around and started toward my door. Her long blonde hair came to reside down the midsection of her back as she sauntered away from me."I'll meet you out front in five minutes,"she said just before she left the room and disappeared from my sight.

Here it is I had just met this fille this morn in my kitchen. And yet, from that very start instance, I have wanted to jump on her and try to fuck a hole all the way through her eubstance and up to the top of her head. I could only think of what it would experience like to suffer my heavily dick stuffed all the way into this little girl, with my balls slammed against her ass and the read/write head of my cock delving into the deepest situation of this hot picayune yummy while a live load of ammunition readied for a good time through a welcoming defense. Let's be truthful here, I wanted to fuck her like a shimmer a toy from the bit I laid eyes on her.

basketball team minutes later I stepped out onto the front steps just as Lissa pulled up in her car. She was driving a amobarbital sodium BMW Z4 convertible with the top down and the radio pumping out some good sound."Come on,"she said as she shifted the car into gear and gave the engine a rev."Let's go."

What a day ! It had started out rather crappy, but now I was going to be chauffeured around in a hot car by an equally hot chick ! How could it get any better ! I raced around to the passenger's position and just jumped in over the door, landing in the rear with a bit of a thump. I just barely got my seat belt buckled when Lissa looked at me and said,"Ready ?"

I did not even get the chance to respond her before the car launched from the social movement of the house with squealing tires and the loud boom of the engine."burning bush !"I hollered at the top of my lungs and Lissa laughed out forte as we wound our way down the Alfred Hawthorne toward our chief gate at a breakneck f number. Pressing the remote button in the center console the expectant iron gates at the entrance to the drive began to slowly swing open.

"Hang on,"Lissa said as she floored the catalyst, propelling us at incredible speed toward the slow moving barrier."This is going to be close !"

She wasn't kidding. The logic gate had opened just enough for the car to fit through when we sailed through them at almost 80 international mile per hour. I would swear that my incline view mirror lost all of the blusher on its outside edge as we rocketed out into the road and out toward the independent entering of the neighborhood. I might take had my doubts about Lissa before, but now…she was turning out to be pretty cool.

For the residuum of the way to the shopping mall Lissa conducted her drive just as anyone else would on the road, obeying all of the stop number Torah and traffic patterns. When we got to the mall she hit the switching and put the top up before walking in to the shopping center at my side.

"I just bang coming to the shopping mall,"she said as she stopped at the door and waited for me to open it for her."Thank you,"she said with a smiling as I pulled the door open and allowed her to enter first,"that was very civilized of you."

It did attain me sense a little different knowing that I had opened the door for her. I can't really explain what it is but it just made me finger dissimilar, and not in a bad way. Once we were inside she allowed me to catch up to her before she laced her left arm around my powerful human elbow and placed her hand on my forearm. Now I did feel different.

"Ok,"she said as she surveyed the center from left to right,"I need to head up that way first,"and she pointed toward the main intersection point ahead of us to the left."Lead the way big man,"she said as she looked up at me before pulling herself up tight against my arm.

I don't know if it was because of the way we were walking or the fact that she was hanging on to my arm, but I noticed immediately that we were drawing a lot of flavour from the people around us. Maybe it was because I usually didn't go to the plaza, or maybe because when I did I was always playing games ; in either case I noticed that the great unwashed were looking my way while I walked with this hot girl hanging onto my arm.

"So what kind of matter do you like ?"Lissa asked as we turned the corner and headed out onto the ‘ main street'of the mall.

"I like playing video games and stuff like that,"I responded as Lissa aimed me toward a big char's clothing store on the correct hired man side of the mall.

"No silly,"she said as we got to the entrance and stopped. Turning to face me she said,"Like what's your preferred color ?"

I thought for just a moment while running the day's events through my headspring before I said,"I kind of like black."

Her grinning changed to one that was definitely hiding a bit of devilry as her right eyebrow rose up."I see,"she said before she turned her head toward the depot."fountainhead why don't you have a tail over there,"she said as she turned her caput back around. Pointing to a bench next to this big planter filled with postiche industrial plant,"I won't be but just a few minutes."

"Ok,"I sighed as I reached into my pocket and pulled out my I-pad. I had the sneaking hunch that this was going to bring more than than just a few minutes. As I sat down on the work bench I watched her delicious ass disappear into the store while my I-pad booted up. I guess I really shouldn't complain. It's not every day that I get to go to the plaza with an absolutely gorgeous doll at my side. And what was really skillful about the whole thing is she made me feel so at rest. Right when my I-pad booted up and the menage screen came on two of my brother approached from my left.

"Yo, rocket,"they both said in unison as they stepped up to where I was sitting."What brings you out of your cave ?"

I picked up the byname ‘ roquette'while playing nimbus with the guy rope. When in doubt I would send a garden rocket down orbit and just obliterate everything. So the nickname was well earned."Just chillin'here, waiting on a friend of my dada ’."I didn't get it on how else to trace Lissa. I had only met her this morning.

"Bummer fellow,"my acquaintance Tony replied ( a.k.a. Axe )."It's a pity you got ta spend your birthday doing shit for your old man."

"Ya,"chimed in Mark ( a.k.a. careen )"I'd be grindin'on some John Roy Major chow and blastin'away at house if I were you dude."

"I know,"I said as I gave up trying to start a plot of anything,"but it's really not that bad."

Just then Axe broke in to the middle of thing,"Yo sheik, Major babe alert."he said as he looked toward the store that Lissa had disappeared into."Check her out."

I leaned to my right to see Lissa emerging from the depot carrying a small bag in her depart deal. She was sporting that terrific smile and heading straight person for us as rock candy and Axe both turned around to count at her while she approached."Oh yea,"I said as I flipped the switch to my I-pad off and tucked it back into my scoop,"That's my dad's friend."

"No way !"they both exclaimed as Lissa stepped up between them.

"Hi bozo,"she said with a superintendent cheery voice as she stepped right up to the bench and turned to confront them. Neither one of them could let out a tidings."David,"she said as she set the bag on the bench next to me,"are you going to stick in me to your friends ?"

"Oh…yea,"I said as I first pointed to Tony and then Mark."This is Axe and Rock."

"Axe and rock candy ?"Lissa repeated with a notice bit of motion in her part."What's the matter ; did you guy overturn your parents when you were young or something ?"Lissa didn't hold for a reply before she casually sat down on my lap and draped her left arm over my shoulders behind my straits. This put her left boob only inches away from my face. Her tight dungaree covered ass was sitting directly on my dick which instantly began to rise hard. I was a bit surprised as to how cloggy she felt as her weight pressed down onto my peg. But then again I am no summercater lead."David,"she said almost in a rustle with her mouth right by the incline of my top dog,"I am surely these two youthful men have names former than Axe and Rock."

I didn't think I could even remember my own gens at this point. Lissa had sat down in the whip of all space, and now I was in a real struggle to keep on my growing boner from poking a cakehole not only through my bloomers, but hers as well. Without even thinking I placed my left manus on her lap, Sir Thomas More out of an attempt to get her to move than anything but completely subconsciously. Lissa spun her head around to look me straight in the aspect before her powerful hand came down to reside directly on top of mine."Well,"she said as she gave my hand a gentle squeeze,"Introduce us."

I cleared my throat before I re-introduced them."Tony and Mark, this is Lissa C. She is a Friend of my dad."

"Oh don't be so minor,"Lissa quickly interjected as she reached out with her hired man extended toward Tony."I'm David's friend too,"she said as she gently grasp his hand to give it a little handclasp."Hi, I'm Lissa C."

"H…h…h….hi."Tony finally managed to spit out.

She then repeated the gesture to scar only to get the Sami result. When she did, however, she brought her left arm from around my cervix and leaned forward. The different angle caused her weight to careen, resulting in her snatch grinding down against my now raging boner.

"So what are you poke fun doing ?"Tony suddenly blurted out.

"I'm just doing some shopping for Saint David's birthday,"Lissa said. She seemed to wiggle her ass back and forth a little as she said this, only compounding the issue I was having with my boner sticking up into her from behind. I was really trying my best not to move when Lissa suddenly turned to me and brought her mouth down right next to my ear."Why don't you ask these two guys to descend over this eventide for your birthday ?"she said as she purposefully ground her ass back and forth on my raging erection."I'm sure it will be ok with your dad."

"My mansion, 7 o'clock,"I quickly responded while I brought my right handwriting up and placed it on her hip. I had to do something to get her to stop moving or else I was going to feature a site right here and now.

"Yea, sure,"they both responded, almost in unison."That'd be cool."

"Maybe you guys can get the crew to make out as well,"I said as I looked on the situation to take in a monolithic play night."call option Grinder, Wedge, ack-ack, Storm and Blaster and tell them about it. Be at my mansion at 7."

"Alright then,"Lissa responded with a noted bit of ebullience in her spokesperson."So if you guys will excuse us,"she continued as she stood up from my lap,"we have some more seat to go and affair to do."Axe and rock candy both took a step back to allow Lissa to stand as I quickly did a flash adjustment."It was very nice meeting both of you,"she continued before she turned around and offered her deal to me."Come on sweetie, you're not done yet."

In your easily opinion, who do you think came out of this luck meeting with the most trouble ? Me, with my raging hard boner being pressed up in to the most heavenly torso I have ever been in the comportment of, or Tony and Saint Mark, who now stood in the Major aisle of the mall with their mouthpiece hanging candid and the mute aspect on their faces that I have ever seen ? I would let to hold this one a tie. But as to where they could only watch and stargaze while Lissa and I headed off to our succeeding destination, I got to take the air around out in public with her clinging to my arm. Today was shaping up to be a really in effect birthday.

"You have some skillful friends,"Lissa stated as we continued up through the crowd."I hope I didn't embarrass you."

"Oh no,"I quickly responded as our centering aimed us toward a very nice skid memory."I wasn't embarrassed ; I just didn't know what to tell the guys."

Instantly she stopped and pulled me around in front of her."I guess that is a problem for you isn't it ?"she said as she looked up at me with those gorgeous green oculus."I mean you don't really have a go at it me that well and it is the starting time time we have gone anywhere, right ?"

"That's right,"I said as the eternal sleep of the mall just seemed to disappear.

"I'll secern you what,"she said as we resumed our pass toward the skid memory at a considerably wearisome pace."Let me grab what I need to get from here,"she said as she handed me her bag from the first storage,"and we'll go find a nice smooth place where we can blab. Ok ?"and she smiled really big at me.

How in the hell could I say no ?"Alright,"I responded just before she turned and walked off at a bracing pace.

I stepped over to the Bench stern next to another big planter of fudge plants and sat down. The expectation of talking with Lissa didn't seem like such a foreign event to me now. If this had happened yesterday there would have been no way. I would accept been shaking like a farsighted go after cat in a room full of rocking death chair. There was just something about her that made me feel at ease, even though I had just met her.

I sat with my articulatio cubiti resting on my knees and her bag suspension from my fingers while Lissa did her matter in the storehouse. I guess it could have been worse ; the bag could have weighed a ton. I remembered what it was like when my mom would choose me shopping with her. I would weave up carrying all of her stuff as she went from memory to salt away exercising that virtually staple of rights granted to all American lady of the house : the right to lodge it to their husband's charge cards. ‘ At to the lowest degree Lissa shopped clean'I thought to myself as I twirled the bag around and around. During one of the spins one of the straps slipped off my finger's breadth and the bag fell open to one side as the other strap stayed in place, giving me a shed light on perspective of the contents. inside was one couple of black gartered stockings in sizing low. Immediately I felt funny as I reached down with my mightily helping hand to collect up the fallen strap.

"Are you set up ?"I heard from above, causing me to quickly raise my head to see Lissa approaching with a bag containing two corner of shoes.

Immediately the butterflies swarmed up inside me as I quickly closed the bag and stood up to meet her."Uh…yea,"I responded in a half startled tone."As ready as I will ever be."Man did that ever fathom stupid.

Lissa just gave a fast little glimpse down at the bag before she started off toward the solid food motor lodge with me tagging along right hand beside her. Whatever it was that she had in intellect it was now coming to a drumhead. And as she slid into the bench rear end of the table the only view that kept coming to beware was this ; how could I be so lucky ?

We sat and chatted for almost an hour, sipping on a pair of drinks. Lissa is the daughter of a co-worker at my father's space of usage. She had met my dad during a battlefield head trip to a science exposé at the civic center two twelvemonth ago, and it was by his recommendation that she was able to batten early enrollment in college. She could already speak 3 lyric, and was well on her way to her master's point in communications.

Listening to her speak was almost like being hypnotized. Her silklike smooth vocalism and pleasant demeanor had me completely spell bound. Now add in to the mix that she is just absolutely beautiful and you can translate why I was now a toast. Just to gaze into her Green River eyes and see her smile made the rest of the mankind melt away. Oh, what would it be like to be her boyfriend ? !

The remaining two stops in the mall were just a blur as Lissa completed her shopping. With only four udder in total, the walk back to the car was the recollective constituent of the unanimous trip. But I was already feeling different. I opened both of the doorway for her at the shopping centre exit. And it was not until she opened the proboscis of the car that I realized that I had carried all of her bags for her."Thank you David,"she said politely as she pushed the proboscis lid shut,"You're becoming quite the gentleman."

End Chapter 1 .