Rob could n't believe his luck, or that such a proposition was confessedly. A beautiful woman asking HIM for HIS number ? At 26, he was your average guy. 5'11, 190lbs, short brown hair, hazel center, with an average body-build, and an average 6 '' cock. 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, putting surface eyes, 32b breasts, and round down 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 heady Clarence Day of Myspace, where creating your Myspace Thomas Nelson Page with music ( that most people muted anyway ), photograph, and graphic that made near of the pageboy and contentedness learn forever to actually lade due to their sheer bulk and the great unwashed of substance. The clock time where making someone 's `` Top 8 '' was a Brobdingnagian batch socially, and where on that 8 you were positioned could represent a new friendly relationship, or budding romance to who was on the diddly list or on their way out of the friend group/relationship. A clock time before texting, photographic camera headphone, and apps ... where the favor mean value of social networking and chat was through AIM ( AOL heartbeat Messenger ).

They met at piece of work, where she was an intern. It was a Fri Night in early September, where Natalie asked for Rob 's AIM screenname so they could utter over the weekend, and maybe get together and see a movie and snap dinner. Sabbatum night pealing around and Natalie messages Rob, and they talk for hours ; everything from likes to dislikes and they make plans to eat at Cheesecake Factory and see fiddling Miss cheer, 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 party. Perfect.

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 archive of the common Myspace Quaker, to the most prestigious sport of each other 's top topographic point on the Top 8. After two calendar week of deal keeping, snuggling on the couch, and quick pecks on the face, they decide to study advantage of the sunny Southern atmospheric condition and plan a day at the beach. Rob came to find fault Natalie up at her off campus apartment and could n't think his middle when he saw her dead body in her army tank top and Soffe boxershorts ( girlfriend wore them with the waistband slightly rolled down back then ), with her sunglass on and towel in bridge player.

At the beach, Natalie takes off her armored combat vehicle top and shorts, and reveals her pitch-black bikini. Rob has to do all he can to enshroud his growing hardon in his boardshorts and he suggests they go in the pee. After getting in up to their shoulders, they play, splash, and flirt. Natalie swims over to him and blow up near his waist and wraps her stage around him, pulling him close to her. They kiss and she slowly starts to dig against him. He has his left bridge player against the small of her vertebral column and caressed up her long slender leg with his rightfield. Their embrace is quickly jarred, when a wave came and crashed into them. They laughed that their blissfully unaware DoS has left them open to be assaulted by the ingress Atlantic ocean and decided to get out for a bit and catch a few beers from on of the pantheon of places 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 rescript pizza and watch a moving picture. Rob naturally agrees, and the night progresses. They rented `` V for blood feud '' from smash hit, and Natalie kept looking at Rob during the movie 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 lounge. Her whisker tied back in a ponytail, he saw this as an opportunity to kiss her neck. She began to breathe heavily and grind into him. He began to squeeze her right chest as he kissed her deep and she returned his kiss with a muffled moan. She began to rub the hardon in his underdrawers, and he reached into the waistband of her shorts, using his heart digit to dig into for her slit and orifice. He was delighted to feel that she had a thong on, brushed his finger's breadth against her nub and her gasp while she tongued his mouth was all the signal he needed to go. After fingering her inside her shorts and panties for a few bit, Natalie broke the kiss with a smiling and said, `` Come on '' as she stood up and took him by the helping hand into her sleeping accommodation. Once in her room, she took off her top and bra, and slid down her short circuit and thong to reveal her amazing young and tight body. Rob followed suit and he was entranced by her nearly hairless pussy ; a little landing funnies to manoeuvre him to nirvana.

Natalie climbed onto the bed, laid on her cover and ranch 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 small and taut her twat was. He knew she has been with three other hombre before and was no stranger to sex, but fuck ... he still could n't consider how small and tight she was. Rob then moved down to the end of the bed and positioned his head between her legs and began to slowly lick her folding and button as she bucked her rosehip against him, eager to cum. Rob knew that her final boyfriend ( who was a devout Moslem ) would not and did not throw sex with her, not count how firmly 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 slew her puss along his cock. This conversation came up when the box of Large Dardan safe was discovered on a shelf in her hall W.C. when she asked him to get a towel. She remarked about how her last young man was about 9 '' long, but would n't have 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 hornlike that night ... she could finally have a firing after month of being subjected to protected dry humping.

Thinking about this, he sat up and just looked at her now soaking wet and engorged puss brim and clit. Natalie took this as her cue to lean down and take him in her oral cavity. She sucked him with a certain naivety and rustiness, but it still felt upright enough. After a instant or so, they both knew what they wanted. Natalie laid back down on her back and spread her branch. She smirked and wryly asked, `` You 're clean right ... ? '' Rob chuckled, and said, `` Yeah of row, are you ? '' to which her affirmed and he got on top of her and rubbed the head of his cock against her opening. Rob, being an average 6 '' was thicker than well-nigh, especially at the caput and it took a few bucks and oestrus 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 lie with, like two rabbits trying to save their coinage. Thinking back to their AIM conversations, Rob knew what her turn ons and turn offs were, and she admitted that her biggest spell on was a creampie hoodoo. Unable to shake off the thought of being able-bodied to cum inside this beautiful specimen and not receive her really turn her on was nearly overwhelming. Rob began to find the chill in his balls as he was on top of her and said, I 'm gon na cum ... .where do you need me to ... '' to which Natalie simply replied `` inside. '' Rob then looked deep into her hypnotizing emerald eyes and pushed trench into her as he felt the spurts shoot out his shaft and pulse deeply inside her womb. He felt her pussy clutch on to his stopcock and milk it. They collapsed in a sweaty heap and embraced each other. Looking on the floor, at the bottom drawer of her nightstand, Rob saw a homemade pipe/bong made from aluminum foil and an empty report towel roll. Laughing, he asked, `` The fuck were you cooking in THAT ? '' Natalie laughed and confessed she made it to fume some weed she had gotten from a friend a few hebdomad back. Rob told her next prison term, he would bring over a real tube. From there they would spend the new few month living, hanging out, smoking pot, and fucking cumming in her everyday ... .until one day when matter started to turn unknown, and More than awkward. When affair she previously found uninteresting ( like baseball ... her dad actually played John Roy Major league Baseball and she could n't give a fuck about the game ) suddenly became topic of conversation.

Then things in the sleeping accommodation began to change as well ...