I was a 5 understructure 25 girl, minor for my age and also a chubby fille, as you can imagine I wasn't popular at schoolhouse, and suffered bullying for a few years. I was very very very shy, tremendously shy. I lived alone with mom, she was a nursemaid, and worked in different break. My dad never loved me he always showed disdain at me and snubbed me when I talked to him, he always told me my birth was a misapprehension, but he left us and we never knew from him anymore. My mom was a good mom, but because of her chemise I used to be alone more often than normal fry.

The bullying I talked about were always the like 4 fille and one boy who walked the first gear mile and a half with me who used to bully me. I had a 4 Roman mile walking to schooltime, and back domicile after schoolhouse again.

One of those Day in which they again walked the first mile and a half with me, it started again, after calling me thing and I ignoring them, they throwed my Quran on the ground and while I was picking things of the ground one of them pushed me and trying not to fall I twisted my ankle.

It happened in front line of and apartment building and soon a man of about 60 years rushed towards me who saw it all happen. They ran away, he helped me plunk up my affair and helped me up, but I couldn't stand so he offered me to put a bandage on my mortise joint and I decided to accept because I didn't want my mom to sleep with what was happening at schoolhouse. I had never told her about the bullying. So that day I went with him and he took attention of my mortise joint with a patch.

He watched out for me the next yoke of days, but as soon as he wasn't there it all happened again. So one time he offered to wait for me when school ended so he could walk me close to home. I liked that because at least I went abode fearless, and he enjoyed doing it. After a month of knowing him and walking me family we talked about mickle of things and I felt very confortable when he was around, I guess I saw him like a kind of father physical body. He invited me to his apartment the daylight that my mom had afternoon shimmy and wouldn't be home after school, and I had gone a few times, we watched moving-picture show and I even did my homework there sometimes. I was convinced after almost two months now of knowing him that he was very kind to me and that I liked going to his apartment.

We talked about everything. He asked me one fourth dimension about my dressing style. I can still remember our conversation, all the things that happened in that menstruum I have them burned in my mind, everything, sometimes I still hear our conversations in my mind.

- Why do you always wear wide denim and perspirer ?

- I'm not slight ... I am chubby and those clothes don't suit me.

- You're wrong, there are son who like chubby young woman and therefore also like chubby girl dressed sexy.

- Not on my school ... nobody likes fat girls at my school.

- You are not fat, just a little chubby like you say, but definitely not fat. And you have a very pretty face.

- You are lying, I am fat.

- You know I could tell of mortal who likes you a lot ...

- Sure ...

- Me.

I blushed immediately and didn't dare look at him anymore. I was a very very insecure fille and very very incredibly shy. I was feeling a little uncomfortable so I told him I had to go home that day. He didn't stop me. But before I left he asked me if he could pick me up after school tomorrow. I said yes.

When he picked me up I felt so very much ignominy for what he said the day before that I talked less than usual, Ii didn't want him to bring in that conversation up again. He asked me if I would like to go with him to his apartment again and I said yes. We talked about stack of things like always but 2 hours before I had to will he suddenly said :

- I mean what I said yesterday Lisa. I like you very much, the way you are and I like your very pretty nerve. But I am not able to tell how your body looks like wearing always those astray clothes. I'm not asking you to show me your body but at least you could drive off your sweater if you are wearing something underneath it. Are you wearing something ?

- Yes, a tanktop ...

- Only a tanktop ?

- Yes ...

- No bra ?

- Oh yes, also a bra ...

- You see, at your age you are already using a bra, you should be proud. You would clear me very well-chosen if you would bring your sweater off ...

I felt very ashamed of my boob, I had very big tit for my age, and later in my life history I underwent surgery to repress my knocker size because of my neck and upper back pain, and the weight was leading to kyphosis. Also a lot of bullying from the son at schooling started always because of my breast, so normally I wore clothes that didn't show anything of my titty, and when people started to talk about titty I always felt very very uncomfortable.

- So Lisa ? You want to do that for me ?

- I don't know ... it embarrass me so a lot ...

- Why ?

- because of my bosom, I feel very embarrassed because of them, and it's always a motif to ballyrag me at school ...

- I won't bully you because of that, you can be sure about that. I'm sure they're just jealous.

I thought that it would cook no difference if he saw me in sweater or storage tank top and it would make water him happy, and because he had been so just for me and helping me with the bullying problem I felt like ‘ OK I do it for you ’. So I took of my sweater and there I was standing in my jeans and tank top.

- You are so beautiful Lisa. I feel so stupid to tell this Lisa, and I know you probably will not want to sing with me anymore or maybe even see me anymore but ...

- But what ?

- Please promise you don't be mad at me OK ?

- No ...

- Promise me ...

- I promise ...

- I think you are so blasted beautiful and um ... I have fallen a niggling bit in love with you in these two months ...

I immediately started to redden, I didn't know what to cerebrate because I liked the fact that somebody at least thought I was beautiful and I liked the fact that I was wanted by mortal but he was 59. I didn't know what to say so I kept silence, and was hoping he continued to tattle, but I could notice he was not feeling confortable with having told me that.

- I'm so no-good Lisa, I didn't want to make you uncomfortable with this, and if you do not need to fall here I understand ... I just ... I know I am 59 and you ... but I ... it's just the way I feel, sorry.

I didn't know what to say. I felt so ashamed. It was an uncomfortable situation so I think that's why he changed suddenly.

- I can assure you are wearing a red bra, am I right ?

- Yes.

- That is so sexy Lisa ! Can I see the bra ? I mean just by lifting your top ? Please Lisa ...

I didn't know what to do, I could feel my face blush. I blocked and didn't know what to do or say, I took the fundament of my tank top, but wasn't sure if I should move up it.

- Don't be afraid Lisa nobody can see it, it's only you and me, it's like being on the beach in a Bikini, except there is no sand and water, and at to the lowest degree I, am going to preserve my mouth shut. I haven't seen Lisa's bra.

- ok ...

I lifted my tank top and was showing my bra to him.

- You are making me very very felicitous Lisa, you are such a beautiful lady friend ! Would you get your tank top of for me ? You don't have to OK, but I would like to see you like if you were in two-piece and imagine how you would look like if we were on the beach.

I thought it would do no hurt if he could see me like when I was on the beach with my mom, and I took it off.

- You are making me the most happiest man on the world Lisa, I mean this. Do you like making me glad Lisa ?

- yes ...

- Is your panty the same color as your bra ?

- yes ...

- Can I see that too ? Like a Bikini ?

- I don't know J ...

- Lisa no one sees you, only you and me here ...

I could only think of the two months we knew each other, he had always been unspoilt to me and I thought to myself that this was like thanking him for that.

- but I only humiliated my jean a little bit ok ?

- That's alright Lisa, thank you.

I lowered a little bit the waste of my jeans.

- So beautiful Lisa, but I want to see your full panty OK ? down in the mouth your dungaree a little bit more ...

I lowered a minuscule bit more until my total step-in was visible.

- Please Lisa lower your jeans to your knees OK ? Then you can garb again OK ?

I lowered my jeans until my genu, and there I was standing while he was sitting on the sofa. He took a polaroid instant camera.

- Lisa, you mind if I take a few pics of you like that ? I'll do it with this camera OK ? So you can see it right away, I just want you to see how beautiful you are.

I thought that there was naught wrong if he did it like he said so I said yes. He took a look picture of me and I had to wrench around and he made one of the cover and then he asked me to bend over and made another one.

- You can curry Lisa. Thank you very very often. Please sit next to me when you finish OK ?

- ok ...

I did. He showed me the pics.

- You see ? You are a very moderately girl.

- No I am chubby.

- Maybe you are chubby for girls of your age, but for me you have a perfect tense lilliputian ass.

- Why you want these pictures ?

- Because I can not break mentation of you and this way I will always have a aphrodisiac mentation of you.

- But please don't show them to nobody, please !

I blushed a lot.

- Who are those shaver that are bullying you ?

- minor from another class. Why do you want to know who they are ?

- Lisa, tell me, what do you suppose would happen if I would show them those three exposure ?

I immediately blushed again and felt cold and very nervous, just by thinking he would do that.

- Well my beautiful Lisa ? What do you think would happen ?

- I think I could go no more to school ! ! ! ! !

- And you don't want that ...

- NO ! ! !

- I don't want it either but you know ...

- ... what ?

- I will not show it to them OK ? But I want something in comeback OK ?

- what ?

- You sitting on me Lisa ...

- Sit on you ?

- Yes ...

I sat on his lap.

- Not like that Lisa. spread out your leg and sit on me facing me.

I sat on him like he told me. We were dressed so I felt save in that way. He grabbed my ass and pulled me in high spirits towards him. I hadn't done anything with a man in my life and I hadn't even imagined anything with a man, but I could tell he wanted to hug me and that he had pulled me up and wanted me to sit on his phallus. He then started to move my hips with his two hands back and forth over his penis I didn't know what to do or how to behave so I just attend my coat of arms on the side while he kept me moving me back and forth. I remember"that"felt very hard in his jeans.

- This is our secret Lisa, I like you so much.

I could find he started to rest heavily and with one arm he hugged me and pulled me intemperately against him while he kept moving my pelvic girdle back and forth. His mouth was in my neck and I could feel him kissing my neck and licking my cervix to my ear.

- You are so fucking hot Lisa.

He whispered in my ear. Then he hugged me with one manus around my neck and the other around my waist and pulled me knockout against him, and I could finger his consistence handshake and he pulled me down while his rosehip pushed hard against me and he started to moan very hard. I didn't know then what was happening but I remember I got very scared because it first was as if he couldn't get air and right after this came the trembling and very surd moaning. He kept hugging me for a few moment, then he started to talk.

- Oh shit, oh ass, oh shit, o shit ...

- are you ok ?

- Yes Lisa, but This is so wrong ! ! ! I am 59. Don't ever tell this to nonentity please ...

- But what you mean with so wrong ?

- Lisa I just came in my jeans because of you. I just got an orgasm because of you.

- Orgasm ?

- You don't know what that is ?

- No.

- Well an orgasm happens when a man is in beloved with a young woman and the missy gives the man a very full belief back ... but you are too young for this to materialise to me, this is so so wrong.

- But you are in love with me ?

- Yes Lisa but I feel so ashamed for it.

- I never thought any boy would like me ...

- I like you very much Lisa but this is way too unseasonable !

- You didn't like it then ?

- It has been the best belief I have had in my solid inhabit ! But Lisa I have to clean something now, so please if you let me stand ...

- Clean ?

- Yes Lisa I have to houseclean everything down here ...

When he came back from cleaning he said :

- You probably don't want to see me anymore Lisa ...

- Why you say that ?

- Because of what just happened ... I understand if you don't want to see me anymore Lisa.

- I do require to see you J ...

- Please don't tell this to anybody Lisa ...

- I promise.

- Do you mind wearing the Saame bra and panty tomorrow ?

- ok ...

I went household that day not really mindful of what had happened .