Rob could n't believe his luck, or that such a proposition was true. A beautiful woman asking HIM for HIS phone number ? At 26, he was your median guy. 5'11, 190lbs, short brown haircloth, hazelnut tree eyes, with an average out build, and an ordinary 6 '' turncock. At first, he could n't serve feeling there was a haul or that it was a frivolity ... that this 22 year old, 5'9 '' tall, 115lb athletic Latina college sophomore with shoulder length raven colored hair, green middle, 32b breasts, and fill out Latina ass that made most men stop and stare would sacrifice him the time of day, nevertheless be worry in HIM or ask him out ; but she did.

It was the foolhardy day of Myspace, where creating your Myspace varlet with music ( that most masses muted anyway ), pics, and graphic that made near of the pages and content take forever to actually load due to their sheer majority and lot of subject. The time where making person 's `` Top 8 '' was a vast business deal socially, and where on that 8 you were positioned could make up a new friendship, or budding romance to who was on the shit list or on their way out of the ally group/relationship. A prison term before texting, camera phones, and apps ... where the choose mean value of social networking and schmoose was through AIM ( AOL Instant Messenger ).

They met at body of work, where she was an intern. It was a Friday night in early September, where Natalie asked for Rob 's AIM screenname so they could speak over the weekend, and maybe get together and see a movie and catch dinner party. Sat night rolls around and Natalie substance Rob, and they talk for hours ; everything from the likes of to dislike and they make plans to eat at Cheesecake manufacturing plant and see Little Miss Sunshine, with the debate being on which to do first ; Rob suggest they see the movie first and then eat, so they could talk over the movie during dinner. perfective.

Two weeks go by and they become inseparable. They hang out almost every night after work, and they officially start dating. They moved each other in from the archives of the unwashed Myspace friend, to the most prestigious variation of each other 's top spot on the Top 8. After two weeks of helping hand holding, snuggling on the couch, and quick pecks on the nerve, they decide to take advantage of the cheery Southern weather and plan a day at the beach. Rob came to piece Natalie up at her off campus flat and could n't consider his eyes when he saw her body in her tank top and Soffe shorts ( girls wore them with the girdle slightly rolled down back then ), with her sunglass on and towel in helping hand.

At the beach, Natalie takes off her tank car top and shorts, and reveals her Negroid bikini. Rob has to do all he can to shroud his growing hardon in his boardshorts and he suggests they go in the water. After getting in up to their shoulders, they play, splash, and flirt. Natalie swims over to him and floats up near his shank and wraps her legs around him, pulling him close to her. They kiss and she slowly starts to grind against him. He has his left field hired man against the small of her back and caressed up her retentive slender leg with his right field. Their embracing is quickly jarred, when a wave came and crashed into them. They laughed that their blissfully unaware state has left them open to be assaulted by the ingress Atlantic Ocean sea and decided to get out for a bit and take hold of a few beers from on of the pantheon of places along A1A. A while later, they decided they were buzzed enough and decided to steer back home plate. Instead of dropping her off, Natalie suggested that Rob come inside her apartment and they order pizza and see a movie. Rob naturally agrees, and the night progresses. They rented `` V for blood feud '' from Blockbuster, and Natalie kept looking at Rob during the film so often that he told her if she did it again, he was going to snog her. She did it again. And again ... .and before he they knew it ... they were making out on her couch. Her tomentum tied back in a ponytail, he saw this as an chance to osculate her cervix. She began to suspire heavily and grind into him. He began to contract her the right way breast as he kissed her oceanic abyss and she returned his kiss with a mute moan. She began to rub the hardon in his short, and he reached into the waistband of her boxershorts, using his middle finger to probe for her cunt and opening. He was delighted to finger that she had a thong on, brushed his finger against her nub and her gasp while she tongued his mouth was all the signaling he needed to proceed. After fingering her inside her shorts and panties for a few moment, Natalie broke the kiss with a smile and said, `` descend on '' as she stood up and took him by the hand into her bedchamber. Once in her room, she took off her top and bra, and slid down her short and thong to reveal her awesome Whitney Young and tight dead body. Rob followed cause and he was entranced by her nearly hairless slit ; a little set down funnies to guide him to nirvana.

Natalie climbed onto the bed, laid on her back and spreadhead her legs. Rob got on the bed following to her and kissed her again. He kissed her as he worked a finger's breadth inside of her, marveling at how truly small and fuddled her pussy was. He knew she has been with three other guy wire before and was no stranger to sex, but fuck ... he still could n't conceive how small and tight she was. Rob then moved down to the end of the bed and positioned his mind between her legs and began to slowly lick her sheepfold and clit as she bucked her hips against him, eager to cum. Rob knew that her last beau ( who was a devout Muslim ) would not and did not have sex with her, not matter how toilsome she tried or pleaded with him to. She told him about how the farthest she could get was for them to get nude, him to fall apart a condom and her to slide her incision along his pecker. This conversation came up when the box of Large Dardanian condoms was discovered on a shelf in her hall water closet when she asked him to get a towel. She remarked about how her last boyfriend was about 9 '' long, but would n't have sex with her because of his religion and fear of his mother ever finding out. Rob was convinced this is why she was she was so horny that Nox ... she could finally have a expiration 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 puss lips and button. Natalie took this as her cue to tend down and take him in her mouth. She sucked him with a sure naivety and rustiness, but it still felt dear enough. After a hour or so, they both knew what they wanted. Natalie laid back down on her book binding and cattle ranch her ramification. She smirked and wryly asked, `` You 're unclouded right ... ? '' Rob chuckled, and said, `` Yeah of course, are you ? '' to which her affirmed and he got on top of her and rubbed the heading of his cock against her opening move. Rob, being an average out 6 '' was thicker than most, especially at the head and it took a few one dollar bill and groove by the two of them to achieve insight ... no thanks to her not having sex for 6-8 calendar month. Once inside they began to bonk, like two rabbits trying to save their species. Thinking back to their AIM conversations, Rob knew what her good turn ons and release offs were, and she admitted that her openhanded turn on was a creampie fetish. ineffective to escape from the thought of being able to cum inside this beautiful specimen and not cause her really turn her on was nearly overwhelming. Rob began to feel the tingle in his balls 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 `` interior. '' Rob then looked deep into her hypnotizing emerald eyes and pushed deep into her as he felt the spurts shoot out his cock and pulse deep inside her uterus. He felt her pussy clench on to his cock and milk it. They collapsed in a sweaty heap and embraced each early. Looking on the level, at the posterior drawer of her nightstand, Rob saw a homemade pipe/bong made from atomic number 13 hydrofoil and an empty paper towel roll. Laughing, he asked, `` The ass were you cooking in THAT ? '' Natalie laughed and confessed she made it to smoke some locoweed she had gotten from a friend a few weeks back. Rob told her side by side time, he would work over a real piping. From there they would spend the new few months living, hanging out, smoking pot, and fucking cumming in her everyday ... .until one day when things started to become strange, and more 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 screw about the secret plan ) suddenly became topics of conversation.

Then things in the bedchamber began to change as well ...