I still remember the young woman next door.

We grew up together. We went from the stagecoach where lady friend were gross and disgusting to accidental tactual sensation and awkward flirting.

She was always my angel, my idea of perfection. She was the kind of beautiful that almost hurts to bet at, and she was the type of girl who simply was oblivious to how perfect she was. I am not sure as shooting what I did in a former live to merit the heart of someone like her, but every awkward flirt, or `` inadvertent '' touch was reciprocated in kind.

She was my firstly buss, and my first erotic love. I remember the initiatory time I saw her body, a sunny summer afternoon we had spent together, swimming and playing in the water supply. I went to walk her habitation and we stopped by her parents car. What started out as a goodby kiss turned into another, and then another. As our Passion mounted I could n't assist but explore her torso. Every time before she had stopped me, but this prison term her body urged me on.

I slid the strap of her shirt down, exposing her small, firm tit to the late afternoon sun. My heart was beating a million miles an hour, as my lust warred with my desire to not be murdered by her father if he caught us. We may have both been 18 but she would forever be his little girl.

As I was fighting a battle inside myself she reached out and pulled my top dog down to her exposed breast, that was enough to resolve any suspicion I had.

Her figure was warm and supple in the way only the Loretta Young can grapple, her chest were but a shadow of what they would grow to be, but were perfect in size and figure. I closed my lips around her tit, pulling it into my mouth. Pinning it between my teeth I ran my tongue back and forth rapidly. I heard her gasp and her body melted into my weapons system. She did her beneficial to muffle herself but moan escaped from between her lips. One of my limb slipped behind her back, pulling her tighter against me, while my other hand slipped down and grasped her perfectly shaped ass. Her hands snaked around the spinal column of my headspring and pulled me taut against her breast.

In clock time I broke that bosom and found her backtalk athirst to satisfy mine. Our tongues battled against each other, slipping from one sassing to the other. Both of us made do-or-die hungry noises, to which we were both ignorant of. I pushed her a little direction away from me and slipped one helping hand down the straw man of her drawers, a undertaking made more difficult by the nearly pare tight jeans she favored. With some persistence I reached my goal and my finger's breadth penetrated the space between her legs. She groaned more loudly this meter and I could tell from how wet her kitty-cat was that she was as eagre for me as I was for her.

There is no telling how far I would suffer gotten that day if her mom had n't leaned out the look doorway of her menage and yelled at her to get inside. Thankfully my aliveness was spared by the old Buick that was parked in the driveway, behind which we were sheltering, which shielded us from full moon view.

The summer before we went off to college was the scoop summertime of our lives. One sunny day stands out in my memory. Her parents had left for a family reunion and had left her home alone through some stroke of portion. Although we had been admonished to stay away from each other while they were gone, we of grade paid such an order no mind.

We spent the afternoon exploring each other 's bodies in the way that we had so often before, but this day was exceptional, this day was the first meter that we went all the way. The day we both lost our virginity.

She ran her hands over my body, sliding one thenar up my shirt while the other explored below my belt. In the passion of the moment she became impatient, struggling with my pants.

Freeing my dick from my trouser she gleefully wrapped her lips around it, plunging the fixed prick into her eager rima oris. She moved with the expertise that comes not from experience, but rather from instinctive ability mixed with enthusiasm. She could easily suffer been a porn star if she had wanted to be and I was all but putty in her hands. Her handwriting stroked along my cock, keeping time with her back talk. The warm wet heat that surrounded my penis was almost enough to finish me off right then and there. Thankfully I was capable to forbid an accidental dud that would have prematurely ended our fun. She smiled, well aware of the predicament that I was in.

I decided that it was time to change state the table, sitting up I pushed her back on the bed, fighting my way through those hoot skin tight jeans that she always insisted on eroding ( though to be honest her ass looked amazing in them so I do n't blame her ) I removed her pants and scanty all in one apparent movement, leaving her bare to my regard. She looked ever so slightly embarrass, but at the Sami meter defiant. I knew I was the first man since she was a tike to ever see her body exposed this way. She had taken attention to shave the majority of her hair, leaving a humble cut patch directly above her vagina. I smiled and urged her to spread her legs, an Order to which she eagerly obliged. I bent down and ran my clapper along the sass of her slit, savoring the taste and spirit of her aroused pussy. She gasped and her hips rose to meet my probing natural language. I gripped her ass with both hands and forced my tongue inside her sacred hole.

The perceptiveness of her pussy was like an alien fruit, full of sweetness. Her fluids virtually flowed from her twat, her body betraying her arousal. I continued to probe inside her, exploring her body with zero but my tongue. several metre her hip joint bucked and jerked in spastic pleasance but my manus held her firm.

'' Im cumming ! '' she moaned

I said zilch and simply continued my employment, all at once her physical structure shook and shuddered and her yell filled the room. Although she covered her sass with her paw to try and muffle the phone of her hurt she none the less filled the place with her pleasure. Pulling back from between her legs I leaned forward and kissed her, the taste of her cum still on my lips. Her lips met mine with ebullience I had rarely seen from her, her glossa probing desperately inside my sassing, as though eagre to occupy in the taste perception of her own desire.

'' I want you inside of me '' She whispered, her center were downcast as though she were ashamed or nervous, but when they lifted to meet mine I saw nothing but the fire of her passion and desire.

I rolled over and she climbed on top of me, moving with a sureness and belied her inexperience. She perched above me, taking my hammer in one hired man, and lined it up with the opening move to her pussy. She hesitated a mo, as though the system of weights of what she was about to do sat heavily upon her, then all at once she slammed down, taking the distance of my shaft inside her once Virgo the Virgin hole. She gasped at the sudden invasion of the rigid member into a hollow that had never known a mans soupcon before this day. She shuddered and for a moment simply sat with my cock inside of her. Slowly she started to work her way back and Forth River, grinding against the swollen flesh which speared it way inside of her, testing out the feeling of becoming one person.

I slipped my hands up her body, sliding them first along her waist and then up her legs over her pelvis and then up to her breasts, cupping one in each hand. I gripped her breasts and she moaned quietly at my manipulation. Her movements increased and she started to come up and flow, taking the wax length of my cock inside her. Although her movements lacked the free grace of a more experienced partner, her placate fumblings filled me with a desire that no partner has ever been able-bodied to rouse in me again. Her flesh was polish and radiated heating like a furnace, a rut which only seemed to be exceeded by the possibility between her branch. Her kitty-cat enveloped my cock in a fiery embracing which built with each drive until I was sure I must be burned at any instant. I could feel the moisture which I had earlier tasted dripping down my cock.

'' oh god ! I am cumming again ! '' she cried

I gripped her trunk tight, pulling it against my own and she collapsed against me, shuddering and convulsing as her orgasm rocked through her, she lay limp in my embrace and I could finger her heart straining to dislodge itself from her chest in the throes of her heat. Her breathing was fast and labored while only the whites of her eyes showed.

I pulled her off of me and rolled her onto her back, she made no effort to react or help oneself with my efforts. I spread her legs and slipped my cock back inside of her. With speedy, rough throw I slammed my cock between her ramification, eliciting a wet smacking speech sound as my putz pounded into her and my balls slapped against her ass. She gripped her genu, forcing her legs further apart and freeing mine to again find her bosom. A alright shininess of travail covered us both and she appeared exhausted to the distributor point that all she could do was broadcast her peg for me. I could experience my culmination approaching. As the climax built within me I quickened my pace, each driving force bringing my closer to glorious outlet. The fire between her legs burned unabated and it was all I could do to hold on. In the end it overwhelmed me and with an inarticulate cry I emptied my load inside of her. She gasped and her backbone arched and contorted as a wave of fade cum pushed her over the edge into her third orgasm in so unawares a time.

The last of my Department of Energy exhausted I collapsed on top of her. In the gentle stillness that followed our mouth again found each other. Neither of us paid any thinker to the cum that was even now leaking out of her, pooling on the sheets beneath us.

It was a magical day .