I've been a fan of this site for awhile so I decided to try and pen a story of my own. I'm opened to critiques but please be constructive and not sound like an mother fucker. Hope you like it

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While I had always been a good looking guy ( multitude said I looked like Michael B. Jordan ) girls never paid me much attention. That changed my junior class. I spent my first-class honours degree two twelvemonth of high-pitched school working out. I wasn't big, more of a lean/cut body build. I finally hit a growth squirt and grew from 5'6 to 6'even, weighing in at 175 pounding. I combined my skills with my new height to lead the basketball game team. I guess being the new whiz of the subpar team had its perk. Girls would constantly stare and smile at me in the halls or squall my public figure from the crowd at game. While I welcomed the newfound attention, I was completely out of my factor. I often got nervous and froze in the presence of beautiful womanhood. My heart would beat extremely dissipated and my laurel wreath became a sweaty mess. I could score a pail in the clutch with 100 of fans cheating and screaming but put a pretty daughter beside me and I was like a deer in headlight.

I developed my first puppy love on a daughter named Britney. She was a unaccented shinny calamitous girl with a overnice pair of tits, maybe a B-C cup. She had a nice round ass that wasn't too big but was relative to the rest of her body. Above all that, she was very beautiful ( think a new Lark Voorhies from Saved by the Alexander Graham Bell ) and seemed like a very kind and actual mortal. To my pleasant surprisal, she approached me after one of our few wins.

"Hey Darius ! You played a with child game."

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

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

I was immediately master with nervousness. While I had hoped for a post to present itself for us to go out, the me in my question was much better at communicating than the real me.

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

She drove us to the topical anesthetic late Night spot in which was of course crowded. While we waited to be seated, Britney started up a conversation and surprisingly I was able-bodied to hold a comely talks with her. She was really wanton to verbalize to. We were eventually seated and enjoyed a nice repast before she dropped me off at home.

"I had a really proficient clip tonight,"she said.

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

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

A few weeks later after a night out I found myself at her house all by ourselves. She put on a motion picture 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 heavy making out which was typical over the stopping point few hebdomad we spent together. I suddenly felt a hand slowly creeping up my thigh. While she had expressed interest in doing More than just kissing, I had been loth due to my inexperience. I quickly sucked in a breathe to quiet my nerve and managed to pep up her forward by boldly grabbing ahold of her firm ass. That was all the boost she needed to continue her journey upwards. My gumshoe was at its full mast of eight inches, anxiously anticipating what was to come. She began to rub my hawkshaw which, even through my shorts, felt very intense.

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

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

"Ohh that felt so good. save that up babe,"she exclaimed with pleasure evident in her voice.

I ran my finger in light rope over her button, driving her closer and closer to what I hoped would be a great orgasm for her.

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

She was moaning loudly with her centre closed tightly. Seeing her in that state of cloud nine kicked something on in me. I suddenly felt in control despite this being my first gear sexual encounter.

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

Britney's body became stiff and her leg began to shake. She loudly confirmed my intuition that she was about to cum.

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

She still had her underdrawers on so I couldn't see her cumming but I felt my hand get noticeably bed wetter. She finally opened her centre and had this jerky grin on her font. As she got up and walked down the hall, I couldn't assistance but watch her ass. She reached a threshold, looked back at me, and made a descend hither apparent movement with her fingers.

I bolted after her, excited to find out what was next. After making her cum, I had an air of confidence that seemed to enwrap me. Once in the room, I pulled Britney to me a laid a passionate candy kiss on her lips. I slid my hands down to the prat of her shirt. She broke the kiss and raised her arms allowing me to take it off her and exposed her magnificent knocker to me for the first time. I admired them for a bit, drinking in this image of feminine beaut. Her nipples were rock hard as I leaned in to fellate one. She held my heading tightly to her tit, ensuring her teat would not give my mouth.

While suckling her breast, I gently slid her shorts and panties down. I picked up up and playfully threw her on the bed. I had her cattle ranch her legs, noting her landing place strip above her puss that pointed to my ultimate destination. I slowly kissed up her thigh which elicited a whiney groan from her.

"Either drub me or eff me but please stop teasing me."

I was more than happy to compel. I lined my putz up and she guided me in. We both let out audible grunts of pleasure. Her pussycat was unlike anything I could've ever imagined. I started out with slow separatrix in and out of her twat, allowing both of us to adjust to the new esthesis we were feeling.

"babe this feels so practiced but I need to a greater extent,"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 button. Her eyes flashed assailable in delighted surprise.

"Oh yes Darius ! You're gon na make me cum again, this metre all over your nice hard cock,"she said in a articulation dripping with delight.

Her voice had never sounded sexier and it pushed me over the border. I hadn't asked if she was on birth ascendancy earlier and by now there was no way I could form a coherent time and ask I her. I pulled out and dart my cum all over her titmouse and tummy. This triggered her minute orgasm which seemed respectable than the firstly. She pulled me down into a buss and moaned out her climax in my mouth for a beneficial 20 second base. I looked down at her and she was the picture of beau ideal. The sight of of my cum contrasting on her skin was depiction perfective tense.

"That was absolutely incredible,"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 impish grin .