I've been a fan of this internet site for awhile so I decided to try and compose a story of my own. I'm loose to review but please be constructive and not sound like an motherfucker. Hope you like it

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While I had always been a sound looking guy ( multitude said I looked like Michael B. Jordan ) girls never paid me much attention. That changed my junior yr. I spent my initiatory two old age of high schooling working out. I wasn't big, Sir Thomas More of a lean/cut body build. I finally hit a increase spurt and grew from 5'6 to 6'even, weighing in at 175 pounds. I combined my skills with my new height to direct the basketball team. I guess being the new adept of the subpar team had its perquisite. girlfriend would constantly gaze and smile at me in the Radclyffe Hall or scream my name from the gang at games. While I welcomed the newfound attending, I was completely out of my chemical element. I often got uneasy and froze in the presence of beautiful women. My heart would beat extremely riotous and my palms became a sweaty mess. I could score a pail in the clench with hundreds of lover cheating and screaming but put a pretty miss beside me and I was like a cervid in headlights.

I developed my first crush on a miss named Britney. She was a light up skinned black female child with a nice duad of tits, maybe a B-C cup. She had a nice daily round ass that wasn't too big but was proportional to the rest of her body. Above all that, she was very beautiful ( intend a unseasoned Lark Voorhies from Saved by the Bell ) and seemed like a very kind and genuine person. To my pleasant surprisal, she approached me after one of our few winnings.

"Hey Darius ! You played a large game."

I thanked her and mentioned how much I appreciated the support.

"Would you like to seize some food with me,"she asked.

I was immediately get over with nervousness. While I had hoped for a place to portray itself for us to go out, the me in my head was much better at communicating than the material me.

I stammered out a,"Uh yeah. I'd definitely like that. Just give me a few proceedings to freshen up."

She drove us to the local anesthetic later nighttime spot in which was of path crowded. While we waited to be seated, Britney started up a conversation and surprisingly I was able to check a decent duologue with her. She was really well-off to talk to. We were eventually seated and enjoyed a nice repast before she dropped me off at household.

"I had a really good time tonight,"she said.

"As did I,"I replied,"Maybe we could do this again sometime ?"

She agreed and gave me her phone act so we could continue to talk. We continued to go out and eventually I asked her to be my girlfriend, to which she gladly said yes.

A few workweek later after a night out I found myself at her house all by ourselves. She put on a movie and cuddled up with me on the lounge. The perfume she had on was intoxicating and it felt wonderful to have this gorgeous woman pressed so close against me. We started some fleshy making out which was typical over the last few workweek we spent together. I suddenly felt a deal slowly creeping up my second joint. While she had expressed interest in doing more than just kissing, I had been reluctant due to my inexperience. I quickly sucked in a breathe to calm my nervousness and managed to recommend her forward by boldly grabbing ahold of her firm ass. That was all the encouragement she needed to continue her journey upwards. My dick was at its broad mast of eight column inch, anxiously anticipating what was to come. She began to rub my dick which, even through my short, felt very intense.

"Hmm..even better than I had hoped,"she said.

However, she quickly became distracted as I, not wanting to be left behind, decided to move my hand to her slit. To my surprise, she was already soaking wet. Being the virgin I was, I blindly felt around her pussycat. I listened to her pant as I ran my handwriting up her pussy. My finger eventually hit her clitoris which caused her to immediately buck into my hand.

"Ohh that felt so ripe. preserve that up infant,"she exclaimed with pleasure evident in her vocalism.

I ran my digit in light circles over her clit, driving her closer and closer to what I hoped would be a gravid orgasm for her.

"I'm gon na cum all over your handwriting. Please make me cum,"she all but begged.

She was moaning loudly with her eyes closed tightly. Seeing her in that state of walking on air kicked something on in me. I suddenly felt in control despite this being my first intimate showdown.

I leaned in and whispered in her ear,"Cum for me Britney, cum for me baby."

Britney's organic structure became stiff and her peg began to shake. She loudly confirmed my suspicion that she was about to cum.

"Oh my gosh…oh my gosh. I'm gon na cum. Don't stop, don't stop. I'M CUMMING ! !"

She still had her shorts on so I couldn't see her cumming but I felt my hand get noticeably wetter. She finally opened her eye and had this jerky smile on her look. As she got up and walked down the foyer, I couldn't assist but watch her ass. She reached a door, looked back at me, and made a come hither motion with her fingerbreadth.

I bolted after her, excited to detect out what was next. After making her cum, I had an air of authority that seemed to envelop me. Once in the room, I pulled Britney to me a laid a passionate kiss on her backtalk. I slid my mitt down to the bottom of her shirt. She broke the candy kiss and raised her sleeve allowing me to contain it off her and exposed her magnificent breasts to me for the first meter. I admired them for a bit, drinking in this image of feminine beauty. Her nipple were rock voiceless as I leaned in to go down on one. She held my headland tightly to her tit, ensuring her nipple would not provide my backtalk.

While suckling her breast, I gently slid her short circuit and panties down. I picked up up and playfully threw her on the bed. I had her spread her peg, noting her landing place strip above her pussy that pointed to my ultimate name and address. I slowly kissed up her second joint which elicited a whiny moan from her.

"Either lick me or bang me but please block off teasing me."

I was more than happy to oblige. I lined my putz up and she guided me in. We both let out audible grunt of joy. Her pussy was unlike anything I could've ever imagined. I started out with dull strokes in and out of her kitty, allowing both of us to adjust to the new sense experience we were feeling.

"Baby this feeling so good but I need more,"she half moaned, half grunted.

I sped up and instantly felt the feeling of my impending cum intensify. I wanted her to cum again either before or with me. I reached down with my thumb and ran it over her clit. Her eyes flashed open in ravish surprise.

"Oh yes Darius ! You're gon na make me cum again, this sentence all over your nice intemperately gumshoe,"she said in a voice dripping with delight.

Her vox had never sounded sexier and it pushed me over the boundary. I hadn't asked if she was on birth dominance earlier and by now there was no way I could mold a tenacious sentence and ask I her. I pulled out and dissipate my cum all over her tits and tum. This triggered her second coming which seemed estimable than the first. She pulled me down into a kiss and moaned out her orgasm in my backtalk for a good 20 seconds. I looked down at her and she was the picture of ne plus ultra. The pile of of my cum contrasting on her skin was film perfect.

"That was absolutely unbelievable,"she said, sounding a bit tired.

"Agreed. I have a feeling we'll be doing a lot of More of that,"I replied with a mischievous grin .