I still commend the girl next door.

We grew up together. We went from the stage where girls were crying and disgusting to accidental speck and awkward flirting.

She was always my Angel, my estimation of perfection. She was the sort of beautiful that almost hurts to look at, and she was the type of miss who simply was oblivious to how perfect she was. I am not sure what I did in a premature live to deserve the affection of someone like her, but every awkward vamper, or `` accidental '' touch was reciprocated in kind.

She was my kickoff buss, and my first erotic love. I remember the first sentence I saw her consistence, a sunny summer afternoon we had spent together, swimming and playacting in the water system. I went to walk her menage and we stopped by her parents car. What started out as a goodbye candy kiss turned into another, and then another. As our passion mounted I could n't avail but explore her body. Every sentence before she had stopped me, but this time her body urged me on.

I slid the shoulder strap of her shirt down, exposing her small-scale, firm chest to the late afternoon sun. My affection was beating a million miles an hour, as my lecherousness 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 head down to her exposed breast, that was enough to make up one's mind any scruple I had.

Her figure was strong and supple in the way only the young can manage, her breasts were but a shadow of what they would develop to be, but were perfect in size of it and shape. I closed my lips around her nipple, pulling it into my mouth. Pinning it between my tooth I ran my clapper back and forth rapidly. I heard her gasp and her body melted into my branch. She did her best to muffle herself but moans escaped from between her back talk. 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 script snaked around the back of my fountainhead and pulled me tight against her breast.

In time I broke that embrace and found her lip thirsty to meet mine. Our tongues battled against each other, slipping from one mouthpiece to the other. Both of us made desperate hungry noises, to which we were both ignorant of. I pushed her a petty ways away from me and slipped one helping hand down the front line of her pants, a task made more difficult by the nearly skin wet dungaree she favored. With some persistence I reached my goal and my finger's breadth penetrated the blank space between her pegleg. She groaned more loudly this clip and I could tell 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 have gotten that day if her mom had n't leaned out the nominal head room access of her house and yelled at her to get inside. Thankfully my life was spared by the old Buick that was parked in the driveway, behind which we were sheltering, which shielded us from full view.

The summer before we went off to college was the dependable summer of our lives. One sunny day stands out in my retention. Her parents had left for a kin reunion and had left her home alone through some stroke of luck. Although we had been admonished to stay away from each other while they were gone, we of line paid such an parliamentary procedure no mind.

We spent the afternoon exploring each early 's consistence in the way that we had so often before, but this day was special, this day was the kickoff time that we went all the way. The day we both lost our virginity.

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

freeing my cock from my pants she gleefully wrapped her lips around it, plunging the inflexible putz into her eager oral fissure. She moved with the expertise that comes not from experience, but rather from natural ability mixed with enthusiasm. She could easily cause been a porno maven if she had wanted to be and I was all but putty in her work force. Her script stroked along my turncock, keeping meter with her mouth. The warm wet heat that surrounded my penis was almost enough to finish me off right then and there. Thankfully I was able to preclude 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 turn the board, sitting up I pushed her back on the bed, fighting my way through those damn scrape tight jeans that she always insisted on eating away ( 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 motion, leaving her bare to my gaze. She looked ever so slightly embarrassed, but at the same clip defiant. I knew I was the first man since she was a child to ever see her body exposed this way. She had taken maintenance to trim the absolute majority of her hair, leaving a lowly thin dapple directly above her vagina. I smiled and urged her to spread her legs, an edict to which she eagerly obliged. I bent down and ran my tongue along the rim of her slit, savoring the taste and sense of smell of her turn on puss. She gasped and her hip joint rose to encounter my probing tongue. I gripped her ass with both custody and forced my natural language inside her sacred hole.

The mouthful of her pussy was like an exotic fruit, full of sweetness. Her fluids virtually flowed from her pussy, her body betraying her arousal. I continued to probe inside her, exploring her organic structure with nothing but my tongue. Several times her pelvic girdle bucked and jerked in spastic pleasure but my hands held her firm.

'' Im cumming ! '' she moaned

I said zippo and simply continued my work, all at once her soundbox shook and shuddered and her cry filled the way. Although she covered her mouth with her hired hand to try and muffle the auditory sensation of her distress she none the less filled the space with her pleasure. Pulling back from between her legs I leaned forward and kissed her, the taste of her cum still on my sassing. Her sass met mine with enthusiasm I had rarely seen from her, her spit probing desperately inside my lip, as though eager to take in the taste of her own desire.

'' I want you inside of me '' She whispered, her eyes were downcast as though she were ashamed or unquiet, but when they lifted to meet mine I saw zippo but the fire of her love 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 turncock in one hired man, and lined it up with the porta to her cunt. She hesitated a present moment, as though the weight of what she was about to do sat heavily upon her, then all at once she slammed down, taking the length of my prick inside her once virgin hole. She gasped at the sudden trespass of the rigid fellow member into a hole that had never known a humanity have-to doe with before this day. She shuddered and for a import simply sat with my cock inside of her. Slowly she started to form her way back and Forth River, grinding against the swollen pulp which speared it way inside of her, testing out the spirit 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 bosom and she moaned quietly at my manipulation. Her movements increased and she started to rebel and fall, taking the full length of my peter inside her. Although her movements lacked the grace of a more experienced partner, her gentle fumblings filled me with a desire that no cooperator has ever been able to rouse in me again. Her build was smooth and radiated heating system like a furnace, a oestrus which only seemed to be exceeded by the opening night between her legs. Her pussy enveloped my cock in a fiery embrace 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 torso 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 embracement and I could feel her heart straining to free itself from her chest in the throe of her mania. Her breathing was fast and labored while only the Elwyn Brooks White of her eyes showed.

I pulled her off of me and rolled her onto her back, she made no effort to reply or help with my efforts. I spread her legs and slipped my turncock back inside of her. With speedy, rough strokes I slammed my peter between her leg, eliciting a wet smacking sound as my cock pounded into her and my balls slapped against her ass. She gripped her knees, forcing her legs further apart and freeing mine to again line up her knocker. A fine sheen of sweat covered us both and she appeared exhausted to the point that all she could do was go around her legs for me. I could finger my climax approaching. As the orgasm built within me I quickened my tread, each thrust bringing my closer to glorious release. The fervency between her ramification 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 payload inside of her. She gasped and her back arched and contorted as a Wave of molten cum pushed her over the boundary into her third gear sexual climax in so short a time.

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

It was a magical day .