I didn’t set out to fuck Leanne, she was an 19 year old girlfriend that I’d seen in my local shop a few prison term. Long blonde hair reaching midway down her slight back, a nice slim waist and small round nates perhaps reaching 5’2 ” in her adidas mutant shoes, her denims on those 2 or 3 pile had been very tight showing off her petit contour. Only her deportment suggested her 19 years, her overall expression suggesting 14 or 15 days old. She was pretty sufficiency, but certainly no psyche turner.
I stood a few invertebrate foot behind her on this Monday daybreak a little after 8am as she searched for her purse to pay for a small-scale selection of sweets and magazines. Her shriek distracted me from the mutant pageboy as I waited in the queue to be served.

I looked from the newspaper to see that it was no school girl but the Danton True Young lady I had seen previously looking desperately for Johnny Cash in her bulbous mitt bag. Her jacket was open enough for me to glimpse the bulge of the top of her breasts above her tee-shirt. My dick responded a piffling as I viewed her white meat as she lowered her bag to the floor and emptied it.
I offered to pay her note slightly before her flushed face reached towards mine and she kissed my 47 year old face and accepted my kindness. My stopcock stirred again inside my denims.

Leanne approached my car as I unlocked the threshold and in a delicate and vulnerable interpreter asked for my name.
“ I’m Leanne, and can’t thank you enough, what’s yours ? ”

The conversation quickly led to Leanne sitting beside me in my car as we headed towards her home, I had agreed to run her home where she would hopefully notice her missing pocketbook.
My day off had become a little escapade, and breakfast would receive to waitress as I played my part as a hero.
The journeying lasted less than 10 minutes, as Leanne spoke non stop, telling me about her Hope and dream after her 3 years of collage. She had an infective laugh, and I joined in as she relaxed beside me outside her home.
She motioned for me to join her for the search of her handbag, and with bright thoughts, I followed her as we entered the slightly summation building, and approached the staircase. Should I let her lead and see her tight jean from tush, or mounting with her hoping for another surreptitious look at her tits as her jacket opened up to the autumn air. I followed her, a stride behind, as she climbed the stairs, watching her bum cheeks tense and relax under the taut denim, my cock inspiration as my head went into overload. Within 2 proceedings we had stopped at the door of her partake in flat as she unlocked and pushed the heavily door afford, revealing a wonderful mess, typical of a scholar lifestyle.

I followed as Leanne led me to a kitchen where without pause she filled a kettle, reached above her for some mugs, and placed a packet boat of biscuit on the table. My eyes followed her around the way as her taut denims disappeared between small frail thighs, with pockets emphasising her perfectly formed buttocks. My cock twitched several time as I dreamed of encasing her in my deal. Her jacket was removed revealing a slopped waistcoat tee-shirt, blackened with small white authorship, just enough to trouble me from the swelling above her bra.
‘ I’m still looking for Mr Right, I see you’re still looking … …..’it said.

Yes, the tee-shirt was right, I was looking, and Leanne encouraged me as she walked towards me and asked me if I wanted to try out for the part.

“ They say sr. guy wire know what they’re doing between a girls legs. Want to prove them right ” she said before she reached around my neck and kissed me on the back talk. “ this is for helping me out ”

I was smitten and kissed back opening my mouth seeking her tongue, as she shared my thoughts, thrusting her clapper into my mouth.
My hands cuckold onto her back, then downwards and enveloped her small-scale bottom, as I pulled her towards me.
I felt Leanne’s hired man pull at me as my ever expanding cock pressed against her stomach, and I decided there and then I’d have to lift her up or lie her John L. H. Down to exercise press onto her denim clad mound. I lifted her up.
With my hands under her butt, her branch wrapped around my waist and I felt her weight on my cock, and boy did she be intimate what she was doing.
Her genitals was moving in broadside apparent movement as she stimulated herself against my 7 in hardening cock, our blend breathing adding to the heating in the room as I then attempted to bump off her tee-shirt.
Before long Leanne was sandwiched between me and the kitchen wall as I pulled her tee-shirt up and over her point, revealing a blank bra, before our desires thrust our lip together again. The adjacent challenge would be to remove the bra as Leanne had again wrapped her arms around my neck. The clasp at the cover was unlocked and I found myself released from her grip. The plump breasts that had previously spilled from her bra were suddenly replaced by pocket-size orange size breasts as I realised the padded bra had done its job and where others may be disappointed, I loved what I saw. A pair of small fragile breasts topped by dark pink nipples, little but erect. As I reached down to taste these cover girl white meat, the conclusion to move to the sleeping accommodation was made by Leanne, and I found myself following her into her bedroom.
As she crawled onto the bed in nominal head of me, I made my motility. I reached out, and held her by the whang looped around her waist.

“ stay there, I want you like that ” and within bit my wear was at my feet, releasing my 7 ” cock to the prospect in movement of me.
Her denim were pulled to her genu revealing a dyad of white panties, disappearing between her minuscule thighs. These joined her denims and with a thumb and finger I opened her nighttime red pussy lips as a trickle of juice escaped her plica pooling in the tuft of blond hair.
Foreplay had stopped as far I was concerned.
The caput of my peter entered her slowly, with the shaft entering quickly as I thrust once until my egg slapped against her thighs. She was wet, smashed and screamed as I thrust a 2nd and 3rd meter.
Had she been a Virgo, I doubt it, I didn’t care, she was tighter than I had ever encountered, and screamed louder than I had ever known.
Screaming whether in joy or pain, I never stopped to recollect, I was enjoying myself in this pissed cunt as I thrust in quickly with yearn strokes, slowly removing all but the head on the way out. After various minutes I noticed her small anal opening surrounded by ignitor whisker and found myself pressing a wet thumb into this minor opening. The reaction was similar to before, a payload scream, it didn’t discourage me as I pushed until my all ovolo was enveloped by her skin, pushing and pulling at the dark hole while I contemplated replacing the thumb with my cock.
Anal sex had never interested me up until that degree, but it suddenly looked like an attractive option, however within another few thrusts of my cock into her crocked pussycat that feeling of no getting even had approached and as I forced my spiritualist tool into the overly wet but still tight pussycat I found myself on top of this new little girl, thrusting downwards as Leanne lay face down on the bed, unable to be active under me. My encumbrance was emptied into the sozzled wet pussy in 4 or 5 sharp thrusts, as I selfishly though of my own motivation.
I lay on her for 5 minutes as my crestfallen turncock finally escaped the warm wet pussy of this 19 year old. My thumb still enclosed in her tight anus, as Leanne’s pretty mouth emitted a long moan.
“ WOW ” “ I’ve never been forced before, and I loved it ”

Had I really forced her.
Hadn’t she approached me, hadn’t she seduced me.

I removed my thumb and we lay face by side swapping light buss, like long time lovers.
I lay there as Leanne moved on the bed, reaching for my peter and eventually placing it into her small rima oris. As she moved on the bed I watched as her rear came into horizon, and again I thought of anal sex. I reached out with my manus and brought her freighter towards my forefront removing the blue jean and step-in that had worked themselves to her ankle.
As I opened her peg my seed leaked between her dark sass onto her light hair with her clitoris standing proud covered with a coating of sperm. I pulled her towards me intending to be more mollify, with thoughts of tasting my own sperm cell running through my psyche. It would be a first for me, but forcing a lover was also a first.

Leanne knew how to get a cock hard, her small paw held the al-Qa'ida of my cock, as her tongue teased the shaft of my cock moving both along the length and around the shaft, once in a while the head word would be lovingly brushed softly with her knife, eventually she’d pop the chief into her sassing and out again. 15 minutes of this pleasure as I neglected the kitty within compass of my mouth and I suggested she stop before she got a facefull or mouthful of cum.
She left my cock alone as I reached out and pulled her kitty-cat onto my mouth, my nozzle resting against her small bum hole.
My lingua found her button and I had her rotating on my rima oris as I swapped from teasing her clit to fucking her hole with my tongue, I was drinking my own cum, and also swallowing her juices as I brought her towards her deserved climax.
Again my thoughts diverted to anal sex and again my thumb found itself in her cockeyed bum hole as her orgasm built up bringing on a screaming session from this young Lady. I removed my thumb from her pie-eyed brown hole and replaced it with my middle digit where I could instantly reach inside and stroke her anal bulwark to give out further screams of pleasure from Leanne.
While maintaining pressure in her anus, I enveloped her clitoris with my mouth and pick and pulled as her orgasm took over her senses for a minute or so, while she released herself from my mouth. My finger gripped by her anus felt the pressing increment and decrease several clock time as she lay limp by my side.
It was now or never, as I knelt above her and caught her drippage juices on my ever hardening cock before aiming my pulsing cockhead towards the hole where my middle finger remained.
Sliding my digit in and out a few times before finally removing it seemed to afford up this pocket-size hole and suddenly I pushed the juice covered head of my cock into this stiff gap.
Her pussy was pie-eyed, but her Brown University cakehole was blind drunk and I felt the heftiness grip my cock as I forced my cock in slowly. Leanne screamed like before, and again I ignored her plea seeking my own delectation. A dozen or so push before my full duration was inside and the screaming had been reduced to groan and I was suddenly sliding in and out like it was her well lubricated snatch. I found myself thrusting faster and faster, heading towards the point of no return again ignoring her needs when I happened to see her mouth a few foot in front of me lying open. I now wanted to love her mouth.
Sliding out of her tight brown mess I scrambled towards her mouth and with only the intellection for my own need I opened her mouth with my hands and forced my cock between her sass.
She moaned loudly as I surprised her, the vibrations teasing my cock as I thrust 5 or 6 times before emptying my sperm into her.
The straits of my dick reaching into her throat as she choked around me, her once lifeless eubstance now dancing on the bed in front of me through panic, trying to get out me.
I panicked and withdrew, my cock coated with her spit as it erupted onto her face several multiplication.

I lifted my clothes from the floor and left for the john, shocked at my behaviour, when I heard her scream out to me.
“ don’t lead me here alone, can’t you stay ”
I was confused, and went to find the can, I had forced myself onto this missy for my own demand yet she wanted me to stay on.

Returning to the bedroom clothed, I found Leanne laying on the bed on her position, her hands between her legs, a soft moaning coming from her. Her blonde hair a tangled kettle of fish, with signboard of cum in her hair and on her brass. A nigh look revealed 2 of her diminished fingerbreadth forced into her brown yap, the 4 finger of her other paw forced into her pussy. Signs that although I had cum over her she was still seeking the ultimate pleasure.
I sat beside her and with a wet finger I reached for her clit, strumming it carelessly, bringing her to her orgasm after various instant.
Leanne lay limp and thanked me, asking me to discase and link her again.

Throughout the day I managed to get hard another 3 sentence with the help of Leanne’s backtalk, and we fucked with Leanne insisting that I “ do it rough ”, all 3 times finishing in her throat as she gagged.

Although we never met outside her matt, we fucked for 4 calendar month before she met someone nearer her own age.

I still see Leanne around, and have found myself at her door a few times after having too a great deal to drink, each time fucking her roughly through the night and leaving before breakfast.