Rob could n't believe his luck, or that such a proposal was true. A beautiful woman asking HIM for HIS issue ? At 26, he was your median guy. 5'11, 190lbs, shortsighted Robert Brown hair, hazel eyes, with an average build, and an median 6 '' pecker. At world-class, he could n't help feeling there was a catch or that it was a prank ... that this 22 year old, 5'9 '' tall, 115lb athletic Latina college sophomore with berm duration raven colored haircloth, K eyes, 32b breasts, and round out Latina ass that made most men stop and gaze would give him the time of day, nevertheless be interested in HIM or ask him out ; but she did.

It was the rash Clarence Shepard Day Jr. of Myspace, where creating your Myspace varlet with medicine ( that well-nigh hoi polloi muted anyway ), picture show, and graphics that made nigh of the pages and content take forever to actually load up due to their sheer majority and sight of mental object. The time where making soul 's `` Top 8 '' was a huge deal socially, and where on that 8 you were positioned could interpret a new friendly relationship, or budding love affair to who was on the shit list or on their way out of the friend group/relationship. A time before texting, television camera phones, and apps ... where the pet means of social networking and chat was through AIM ( AOL Instant Messenger ).

They met at work, where she was an houseman. It was a Fri night in early on Sept, where Natalie asked for Rob 's AIM screenname so they could peach over the weekend, and maybe get together and see a movie and catch dinner. Saturday night paradiddle around and Natalie content Rob, and they talk for hours ; everything from likes to dislikes and they make plans to eat at Cheesecake factory and see Little Miss Sunshine, with the argument being on which to do first ; Rob suggest they see the motion picture first and then eat, so they could discourse the movie during dinner. perfective.

Two hebdomad go by and they become inseparable. They hang out almost every Night after study, and they officially start dating. They moved each other in from the archives of the vernacular Myspace friend, to the most honored mutant of each other 's top spot on the Top 8. After two hebdomad of mitt property, snuggling on the couch, and quick tidy sum on the impertinence, they decide to claim advantage of the sunny Southern weather condition and plan a day at the beach. Rob came to pick Natalie up at her off campus apartment and could n't believe his eyes when he saw her dead body in her tank top and Soffe short pants ( girls wore them with the waistband slightly rolled down back then ), with her sunglass on and towel in hand.

At the beach, Natalie takes off her tank top and underdrawers, and reveals her black two-piece. Rob has to do all he can to cover his growing hardon in his boardshorts and he suggests they go in the weewee. After getting in up to their berm, they play, splash, and coquetry. Natalie swims over to him and floats up near his waist and wraps her legs around him, pulling him close to her. They kiss and she slowly starts to craunch against him. He has his left hand against the minor of her back and caressed up her long slender leg with his rightfield. Their embrace is quickly jarred, when a waving came and crashed into them. They laughed that their blissfully unaware state has left them unfold to be assaulted by the incoming Atlantic Ocean and decided to get out for a bit and seize a few beers from on of the pantheon of place along A1A. A while later, they decided they were buzzed enough and decided to head back place. Instead of dropping her off, Natalie suggested that Rob come inside her flat and they order pizza and see a flick. Rob naturally agrees, and the night progresses. They rented `` V for blood feud '' from blockbuster, and Natalie kept looking at Rob during the moving-picture show so often that he told her if she did it again, he was going to kiss her. She did it again. And again ... .and before he they knew it ... they were making out on her couch. Her pilus tied back in a ponytail, he saw this as an opportunity to buss her cervix. She began to take a breath heavily and grind into him. He began to press her right breast as he kissed her oceanic abyss and she returned his kiss with a muted moan. She began to rub the hardon in his shorts, and he reached into the waistband of her shorts, using his in-between finger to probe for her slit and possible action. He was delighted to feel that she had a thong on, brushed his fingerbreadth against her nub and her pant while she tongued his mouth was all the sign he needed to go forward. After fingering her inside her short pants and panty for a few second, Natalie broke the kiss with a smile and said, `` amount on '' as she stood up and took him by the hand into her bedroom. Once in her room, she took off her top and bra, and slid down her shorts and lash to break her bewilder Young and tight body. Rob followed suit and he was entranced by her nearly hairless kitty-cat ; a minuscule landing comic strip to draw him to nirvana.

Natalie climbed onto the bed, laid on her back and paste her legs. Rob got on the bed next to her and kissed her again. He kissed her as he worked a finger's breadth inside of her, marveling at how truly lowly and tight her puss was. He knew she has been with three other guy before and was no stranger to sex, but fuck ... he still could n't believe how small and tight she was. Rob then moved down to the end of the bed and positioned his head between her leg and began to slowly lick her sheep pen and clitoris as she bucked her hips against him, eager to cum. Rob knew that her last boyfriend ( who was a devout Muslim ) would not and did not have got sex with her, not matter how hard she tried or pleaded with him to. She told him about how the farthest she could get was for them to get naked, him to wear off a safety and her to slide her slit along his cock. This conversation came up when the box of Large Trojan condoms was discovered on a shelf in her hall closet when she asked him to get a towel. She remarked about how her last fellow was about 9 '' long, but would n't let sex with her because of his religious belief and fear of his mother ever finding out. Rob was convinced this is why she was she was so horny that nighttime ... she could finally consume a release after months of being subjected to protected dry humping.

Thinking about this, he sat up and just looked at her now soaking wet and engorged twat mouth and button. Natalie took this as her cue to tend down and look at him in her mouth. She sucked him with a sealed naivety and rustiness, but it still felt right enough. After a instant or so, they both knew what they wanted. Natalie laid back down on her back and feast her legs. She smirked and wryly asked, `` You 're sporting right hand ... ? '' Rob chuckled, and said, `` Yeah of course of instruction, are you ? '' to which her affirmed and he got on top of her and rubbed the head of his tool against her opening. Rob, being an average 6 '' was thicker than most, especially at the promontory and it took a few bucks and ruts by the two of them to reach incursion ... no thanks to her not having sex for 6-8 months. Once inside they began to screw, like two coney trying to save their species. Thinking back to their AIM conversations, Rob knew what her turn ons and reverse offs were, and she admitted that her expectant turn of events on was a creampie fetish. Unable to shake the thought of being able to cum inside this beautiful specimen and not have her really wrick her on was nearly overwhelming. Rob began to experience the tingle in his egg as he was on top of her and said, I 'm gon na cum ... .where do you want me to ... '' to which Natalie simply replied `` inside. '' Rob then looked deep into her hypnotizing emerald center and fight deep into her as he felt the squirt shoot out his pecker and beat deep inside her womb. He felt her pussy clench on to his dick and Milk it. They collapsed in a sweaty heap and embraced each other. Looking on the trading floor, at the backside drawer of her nightstand, Rob saw a homemade pipe/bong made from aluminum hydrofoil and an empty newspaper publisher towel roll. Laughing, he asked, `` The shag were you cooking in THAT ? '' Natalie laughed and confessed she made it to smoke some weed she had gotten from a champion a few week back. Rob told her succeeding clip, he would make for over a actual pipe. From there they would pass the new few month living, hanging out, smoking pot, and fucking cumming in her everyday ... .until one day when things started to turn strange, and more than than awkward. When things she previously found uninteresting ( like baseball ... her dad actually played Major League baseball and she could n't cave in a fuck about the biz ) suddenly became issue of conversation.

Then affair in the bedchamber began to commute as well ...