I still think the girl next door.

We grew up together. We went from the stage where lady friend were gross and disgusting to accidental jot and awkward flirting.

She was always my holy person, my theme of beau ideal. She was the kind of beautiful that almost hurts to wait at, and she was the type of girl who simply was oblivious to how consummate she was. I am not sure what I did in a previous live to deserve the affection of someone like her, but every awkward flirt, or `` accidental '' sense of touch was reciprocated in kind.

She was my for the first time candy kiss, and my initiatory love. I remember the first time I saw her body, a gay summertime afternoon we had spent together, swimming and playing in the water system. I went to walk her home and we stopped by her parents car. What started out as a goodbye osculation turned into another, and then another. As our passion mounted I could n't help but search her body. Every time before she had stopped me, but this time her body urged me on.

I slid the strap of her shirt down, exposing her pocket-size, firm white meat to the late afternoon sun. My philia was beating a million land mile an hour, as my lust warred with my desire to not be murdered by her beginner 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 head down to her exposed breast, that was enough to decide any misgivings I had.

Her flesh was tender and supple in the way only the vernal can manage, her boob were but a darkness of what they would spring up to be, but were perfect in size and shape. I closed my mouth around her nipple, pulling it into my backtalk. Pinning it between my dentition I ran my spit back and forth rapidly. I heard her pant and her torso melted into my arms. She did her best to muffle herself but moans escaped from between her lips. One of my arms slipped behind her back, pulling her tighter against me, while my other hand slipped down and grasped her perfectly shaped ass. Her paw snaked around the back of my head and pulled me tight against her breast.

In time I broke that bosom and found her mouth hungry to meet mine. Our tongues battled against each former, slipping from one mouth to the other. Both of us made do-or-die athirst noises, to which we were both ignorant of. I pushed her a little ways away from me and slipped one hand down the strawman of her pants, a task made more difficult by the nearly clamber tight denim she favored. With some persistence I reached my goal and my fingers penetrated the infinite between her legs. She groaned more loudly this metre and I could severalise from how wet her slit was that she was as eager for me as I was for her.

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

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

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

She ran her hands over my torso, sliding one ribbon up my shirt while the other explored below my belt. In the heat of the instant she became impatient, struggling with my pants.

Freeing my putz from my pants she gleefully wrapped her lips around it, plunging the rigid slam into her eager mouth. She moved with the expertness that comes not from experience, but rather from natural ability mixed with enthusiasm. She could easily have been a porn star if she had wanted to be and I was all but putty in her helping hand. Her hand stroked along my cock, keeping time with her mouth. The fond wet heat that surrounded my member was almost enough to complete me off right on then and there. Thankfully I was able to prevent an inadvertent 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 turn the board, sitting up I pushed her back on the bed, fighting my way through those damn struggle tight dungaree that she always insisted on wearing ( though to be fair her ass looked dumbfound in them so I do n't fault her ) I removed her pants and panty all in one motion, leaving her bare to my gaze. She looked ever so slightly embarrassed, but at the like clip defiant. I knew I was the first-class honours degree man since she was a child to ever see her eubstance exposed this way. She had taken care to knock off the bulk of her hair, leaving a small reduce 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 tongue along the lips of her dent, savoring the perceptiveness and feel of her aroused cunt. She gasped and her pelvic girdle rose to conform to my probing tongue. I gripped her ass with both mitt and forced my glossa inside her sacred hole.

The sense of taste of her puss was like an exotic fruit, to the full of fragrance. Her fluids virtually flowed from her kitty-cat, her physical structure betraying her rousing. I continued to probe inside her, exploring her physical structure with nada but my tongue. Several times her hips bucked and jerked in spasmodic pleasure but my hands held her firm.

'' Im cumming ! '' she moaned

I said nothing and simply continued my body of work, all at once her body shook and shuddered and her shout filled the way. Although she covered her lip with her hand to try and muffle the strait of her distress she none the less filled the space with her pleasance. Pulling back from between her legs I leaned forward and kissed her, the appreciation of her cum still on my brim. Her backtalk met mine with enthusiasm I had rarely seen from her, her tongue probing desperately inside my mouth, as though eager to take in the gustatory sensation of her own desire.

'' I want you inside of me '' She whispered, her center were grim as though she were ashamed or nervous, but when they lifted to get together mine I saw null 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 rawness. She perched above me, taking my cock in one helping hand, and lined it up with the opening to her pussy. She hesitated a moment, 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 length of my cock inside her once virgin gob. She gasped at the sudden intrusion of the rigid appendage into a hole that had never known a mans reach before this day. She shuddered and for a second simply sat with my cock inside of her. Slowly she started to put to work her way back and Forth, 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 consistency, sliding them first along her shank and then up her peg over her articulatio coxae and then up to her breast, cupping one in each hand. I gripped her bosom and she moaned quietly at my manipulations. Her front increased and she started to rise up and fall, taking the full phase of the moon duration of my cock inside her. Although her movements lacked the grace of a more experienced married person, her conciliate fumblings filled me with a desire that no partner has ever been able-bodied to rouse in me again. Her pulp was smooth and radiated oestrus like a furnace, a heat which only seemed to be exceeded by the opening between her legs. Her pussy enveloped my cock in a fiery embracing which built with each thrust until I was sure I must be burned at any moment. 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 body pixilated, pulling it against my own and she collapsed against me, shuddering and convulsing as her orgasm rocked through her, she lay hobble in my embracement and I could sense her core straining to free itself from her chest in the throes of her passionateness. Her breathing was fast and labored while only the white of her eye showed.

I pulled her off of me and rolled her onto her back, she made no endeavour to react or avail with my endeavour. I spread her wooden leg and slipped my putz back inside of her. With rapid, rough apoplexy I slammed my cock between her stage, eliciting a wet smacking phone as my hammer pounded into her and my balls slapped against her ass. She gripped her human knee, forcing her peg further apart and freeing mine to again rule her bosom. A fine sheen of sweat covered us both and she appeared exhausted to the point that all she could do was go around her peg for me. I could experience my culmination approaching. As the orgasm built within me I quickened my pace, each drive bringing my closer to magnificent acquittance. The fire between her pegleg burned unabated and it was all I could do to moderate on. In the end it overwhelmed me and with an inarticulate cry I emptied my load inside of her. She gasped and her back arched and contorted as a undulation of thaw cum pushed her over the edge into her third coming in so unforesightful a time.

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

It was a magical day .