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My name is Alex, which is brusk for Alexandra. I live in a small southern townsfolk where everyone pretty much knows one another. It is n't uncommon to become pregnant or marry at a young age, and I was no exception. By the time I was twenty I had two kids and a dead beatnik to prove. Coming from a better home myself it was important for me to hold back my little family together. I wanted better for my kids ; the only job is he made our life history a living hell.


Jeff slept and popped pills all day while I went to schooling, worked, took caution of the house, and minor. He refused to process and minimize everything I did. I was lost and felt that I had made my choices and should consider with them. I stayed for over 10 years before I decided I had had enough and wanted out.


That day, almost down to the minute that I decided that I was done I heard from an old friend…
I had not seen or heard from Dom in at to the lowest degree 14 or 15 years. We dated briefly in junior high, basically a week of hand holding and phone calls. So I was surprised to say the least when in the heart of a huge disputation with Jeff, I receive an instant content from Dom.


So it started…
That Night in the midst of a diabolical argument and writing an essay for my literature class comes my blast from the retiring. We talked for hours catching up on one another's lives ; it was like a breath of tonic air. At 2 that dayspring we finally said our good byes, and I told him not to be a stranger. I assumed I would n't take heed from him again, you know how it goes. So I was surprised again when a few days later I receive another substance asking if it was okay for us to natter. He made me happy…the emotion was so strange I did n't even know what it was at starting time. So of course of action I was more than will to talk to him again. Much like the first meter, we talked for hours still learning and getting to know one another.


It all started innocently enough. We would text or fb several prison term a week about nothing in particular proposition, family, oeuvre, youngster etc ... After a few workweek of that we started talking every day. He would text while he was at work, and sometimes when he got home if his girlfriend was at work. It became the highlight of my day. I waited eagerly by my telephone every sunrise for my new favorite sound…ding.


Jeff had managed to sequester me from my friend and family, so it was expectant to have someone to talk to. I had started branching out some, but this was different. I don't know if it was the connection that we once had or that we had so much in common, but the pull was there from the beginning. I don't think either one of us expected things to happen the way they did. The timing could n't make been any more wrong. He was expecting a baby and ready to ask his longtime girlfriend to marry him. I was trying to rule a way out of the my wedding ... it was alike calm in the middle of the storm for me though. It seemed like he was feeding me as day-by-day battery-acid of braveness, and I could halt my capitulum up senior high for the showtime time in years.


As our comfort grade with one another grew we opened up more and more. He told me things about his yesteryear and present as I did with him. Then out of the blueing he asks me a strange interrogative sentence. He asks me if a blast job was considered cheating. I was floored we had not spoken of or mentioned sex at all. wellspring that definitely broke the ice on that issue. He told me that he and his lady friend had stopped having sex when she became pregnant. He said even before she did n't give black eye Book of Job. It had been 5 years since he had had someone's lips around his shaft. I could n't believe that she did n't like going down on him. It used to be one of my favorite thing before Jeff. I loved the control, the flavor in a man's eye when he was lost. I tried to be good. I gave him advice on unlike affair to try. My imagination was running wild, it had been so retentive since I had had a big concentrated cock anywhere near me. Jeff and I had not fucked in eld. The birth control pill made it where he could n't get it up. So I lived on battery and fantasy. Dom had unknowingly just stroked the flame of my fantasy.


Still trying to be safe for his sake, I gave him more tips. What he did n't jazz is I was picturing myself doing all of these matter to him. I wanted to try him in the forged way. What I did n't know is that it was turning him on as much as it was me. After an time of day he sent me a video recording of him jerking off. It was so hot ; I wanted to be there to pick up his hot heart in my mouth. I 've always been a cum slut. I love the feeling of it on my skin, and the appreciation in my mouth. I did n't care about Jeff or Dom's girlfriend any more. All I cared about was sucking the cum out of his huge dim shaft. I had never been with a nigrify guy before, and the thought of have him clump deep in my strong wet mouth was about all I could take.


We kept our distance because we knew what would pass if we were alone together. We still talked every day, and sexting just as a great deal. We saw each other a span of clip ( in the nowadays of other people. ) It took us three calendar month before we finally gave in. We met somewhere dark and quite. I climbed into his car and sat there for a while, it was odd at first since we had n't been alone with one another in years. I knew what I wanted, but did n't want to come off as a slattern so I waited… But the bulge in his jeans let me bonk he wanted it as badly as I did. I finally got the nerve to reach over and rub him. It did n't contain me long to unbuckle his belt and jeans. I wanted to feel that soft silky cutis in my bridge player. He was hard as hell, and I could wait to get hold of him in my sassing. I had never seen a dick so big up finis before. I took my clip stroking him, my fingerbreadth would n't fit all the way around, but the teasing was getting us both hot. I took off my shirt before I bent down and put him in my backtalk. It was the sweet-flavored taste… Like coming home…I could n't get enough.


I suck, slurped, and pumped enjoying every groan and groan he made. Every time I licked and sucked I could feel the pull at the core of my pussycat. I was so fucking wet and he had n't even touched me. I think I was half in love with him then, but when he started cumming in my oral cavity I was gone. All I could imagine about was the next prison term. I wondered how far we would go. I wanted him everywhere. I wanted to feel the big peter pounding in my mouth, ass, pussy, and sliding between my bosom. I wanted to be his toy, his slave, anything he wanted or needed I was more than will. I wanted to delight Dom in the worst way. He did n't get laid it yet, but I had a subservient streak a mile wide. I needed to be controlled. It turned me on it the worst way that he did n't touch me the maiden time. I had not earned it yet.


It was n't long before we had to see each other again. We had given each other something that we had been missing. I had given him the release that he desired while he had given me person to trust. I could open up to him about my penury and wants and he understood because he was just kinky as I was. We needed to bonk like most people need air and water. We tried to abide away but the constant quantity talking and masturbating were n't enough anymore. I found myself rubbing my pussy whenever I thought of him. It did n't count if I was driving or in course. It was like a ardour that I could n't put out any more. I had never met anyone like him. We shared a lot of the Same hopes, dreams, and fantasies.


I knew that he wanted a threesome and I was attempting to make the arrangements for his birthday. It was only about four calendar month away, and I was extremely excited. I had always wanted to fuck a girl, but never had the nerve to try. The mentation of Dom watching my first clock time was enough to fold the mass. I had started planning…first she would suck his tool and then I would join in. Licking and sucking his hard cock. When he got quick to cum I wanted to be the one who took him in my mouth…I love the way his cum gustatory perception, and I'm not sure I could share the first load. After he was relaxed I wanted him watch as we explored one another's dead body. I wanted to lick her from top to bottom…finally burying my face between her second joint. I could n't look to savor her juicy pussy, stick my lingua inside of her, and sucking her clit until she came apart.
I figured by the sentence we were done with one another he would be ready for round of golf two. I could picture him sitting there stroking that huge dick until it was cook to burst…



Well even with the skilful laid plans problem seem to see their way in. Ours happened about the middle of July, with a boozy phone margin call. As usual I had been up late fighting with Jeff. I had just gotten good and deceased when the phone rang. When I seen it was Dom I thought something was wrong because he normal didn't call when he knew I was home. It was around 3:30 in the morning, and he wanted me to fare over. I was stressed and upset because of Jeff, so I did n't interrogate it. I got up showed, dressed, and left. I arrived around 4:30 and of course the family was quite. The face door was unresolved and the TV was on. I assumed he had fallen asleep on the couch waiting for me. I knocked on the threshold, and much to my surprise an sr. lady answers the door…this is how I met his mother. She had been babysitting and decided to stay on over instead of driving home plate that night. I tried to imagine quick, but I have never been a good liar. Needless to say neither is he. We were busted and things went to tell on pretty fast.


His mother informed his girlfriend that I had came over, and that was pretty practically the end of that…or so I thought.


Thanks for reading my story ! Let me know if you want to hear persona two ... how his natal day became a surprisal for us both .