Rob could n't believe his circumstances, or that such a proposition was true. A beautiful woman asking HIM for HIS number ? At 26, he was your average guy. 5'11, 190lbs, short brown hair, hazel eyes, with an average build, and an intermediate 6 '' pecker. At first, 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 shoulder length raven colored hair, gullible middle, 32b breasts, and round off Latina ass that made most men stop and stare would give him the time of day, nevertheless be interested in HIM or ask him out ; but she did.

It was the foolhardy daytime of Myspace, where creating your Myspace varlet with music ( that most people muted anyway ), exposure, and artwork that made most of the pages and content take forever to actually dilute due to their sheer mass and quite a little of cognitive content. The time where making someone 's `` Top 8 '' was a huge deal socially, and where on that 8 you were positioned could represent a new friendship, or budding romance to who was on the shit list or on their way out of the champion group/relationship. A time before texting, camera telephone set, and apps ... where the opt means of sociable networking and schmoose was through AIM ( AOL heartbeat courier ).

They met at 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 blab over the weekend, and maybe get together and see a movie and grab dinner party. Saturday night peal around and Natalie message Rob, and they talk for hours ; everything from ilk to dislikes and they make design to eat at Cheesecake factory and see short Miss sun, with the debate being on which to do first ; Rob suggest they see the movie first and then eat, so they could hash out the moving picture during dinner party. perfect tense.

Two weeks go by and they become inseparable. They hang out almost every night after body of work, and they officially start dating. They moved each other in from the archives of the common Myspace friend, to the most prestigious athletics of each former 's top touch on the Top 8. After two calendar week of helping hand holding, snuggling on the couch, and quick pecks on the boldness, they decide to engage advantage of the sunny Southern weather and programme a day at the beach. Rob came to pick Natalie up at her off campus flat and could n't believe his middle when he saw her dead body in her tank top and Soffe shorts ( young lady wore them with the cincture slightly rolled down back then ), with her sunglass on and towel in hand.

At the beach, Natalie takes off her army tank top and shorts, and reveals her black bikini. Rob has to do all he can to obscure his growing hardon in his boardshorts and he suggests they go in the water supply. After getting in up to their berm, they play, splash, and flirt. 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 low of her back and caressed up her long slender leg with his right. Their embrace is quickly jarred, when a wave came and crashed into them. They laughed that their blissfully incognizant state has left them open to be assaulted by the incoming Atlantic ocean and decided to get out for a bit and snap up a few beers from on of the pantheon of berth along A1A. A while later, they decided they were buzzed enough and decided to head back home. Instead of dropping her off, Natalie suggested that Rob come inside her apartment and they order pizza pie and watch a movie. Rob naturally agrees, and the night progresses. They rented `` V for Vendetta '' from Blockbuster, and Natalie kept looking at Rob during the movie 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 sofa. Her hair tied back in a ponytail, he saw this as an opportunity to buss her neck. She began to rest heavily and grind into him. He began to squeeze her right breast as he kissed her deep and she returned his kiss with a muffled moan. She began to rub the hardon in his shorts, and he reached into the waistband of her shorts, using his middle finger to probe for her scratch and hatchway. He was delighted to feel that she had a G-string on, brushed his finger against her nub and her pant while she tongued his mouth was all the sign he needed to keep. After fingering her inside her shorts and panty for a few minutes, Natalie broke the kiss with a grin and said, `` Come on '' as she stood up and took him by the script into her bedroom. Once in her room, she took off her top and bra, and slid down her shorts and thong to reveal her awing untried and fast eubstance. Rob followed case and he was entranced by her nearly hairless kitty ; a little landing landing strip to steer him to nirvana.

Natalie climbed onto the bed, laid on her backrest and spread her legs. Rob got on the bed next to her and kissed her again. He kissed her as he worked a finger inside of her, marveling at how truly diminished and pie-eyed her pussy was. He knew she has been with three other guys 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 question between her leg and began to slowly lick her plication and clit as she bucked her coxa against him, eager to cum. Rob knew that her lastly boyfriend ( who was a devout Muslim ) would not and did not have sex with her, not weigh how heavy she tried or pleaded with him to. She told him about how the furthermost she could get was for them to get naked, him to wear a condom and her to slither her slit along his prick. This conversation came up when the box of Large Trojan condoms was discovered on a shelf in her hall loo when she asked him to get a towel. She remarked about how her last swain was about 9 '' long, but would n't have sex with her because of his religion and fright of his mother ever finding out. Rob was convinced this is why she was she was so horny that Night ... she could finally have a button 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 pussycat lips and clit. Natalie took this as her cue to angle down and guide him in her mouthpiece. She sucked him with a sealed naivety and rustiness, but it still felt practiced enough. After a minute or so, they both knew what they wanted. Natalie laid back down on her rachis and spread her legs. She smirked and wryly asked, `` You 're white right ... ? '' Rob chuckled, and said, `` Yeah of course, are you ? '' to which her affirmed and he got on top of her and rubbed the brain of his cock against her opening. Rob, being an average 6 '' was thicker than most, especially at the pass and it took a few buck and ruts by the two of them to attain incursion ... no thanks to her not having sex for 6-8 calendar month. Once inside they began to fuck, like two rabbits trying to hold open their species. Thinking back to their AIM conversations, Rob knew what her turn ons and turn offs were, and she admitted that her openhanded routine on was a creampie juju. ineffective to shake the persuasion of being able to cum inside this beautiful specimen and not consume her really change state her on was nearly overpowering. Rob began to feel the tingle in his testicle as he was on top of her and said, I 'm gon na cum ... .where do you desire me to ... '' to which Natalie simply replied `` Inside. '' Rob then looked recondite into her hypnotizing emerald eyes and campaign oceanic abyss into her as he felt the squirt shoot out his cock and pulsing deep inside her womb. He felt her pussy clutch on to his putz and milk it. They collapsed in a sweaty pile and embraced each other. Looking on the story, at the derriere drawer of her nightstand, Rob saw a homemade pipe/bong made from aluminium foil and an vacate paper towel roll. Laughing, he asked, `` The fuck were you cooking in THAT ? '' Natalie laughed and confessed she made it to smoke some gage she had gotten from a friend a few workweek back. Rob told her side by side time, he would bring over a rattling piping. From there they would pass the new few months living, hanging out, smoking pot, and fucking cumming in her everyday ... .until one day when things started to get strange, and more than than awkward. When things she previously found uninteresting ( like baseball ... her dad actually played Major League baseball game and she could n't generate a fuck about the game ) suddenly became topic of conversation.

Then things in the bedroom began to switch as well ...