Mike is a 6ft 2 big built man, secure, muscular, benighted haired, stubbly face and played football ( soccer ) a few metre a week. He was 29 when I first saw him but I never made any move on him until i was 18, at this time he was 33. He had the perfect arse for a man, firm ( probably off all the football game he plays ) his athletic unattackable arms always carrying orotund heavy objects when he was working in garage. Mike was the sort of guy you would take hime to your mother, sweet, smart, funny, sort. My mother always spoke to him and still does sometimes. He is the perfect man, the consummate gentleman. For 4 class, every Nox I lay on my bed thinking about how I 'd love to sense his torso on top of mine and how it would feel to have his warm embracement on my always frigid peel. We never spoke, he barely knew i was even alive.
However now I was 18 years old, he now 33, I knew something could happen and neither of us would get into trouble. It was April 2011, I plucked up the courage and added him on a very popular social network site. He accepted within minutes, we started chatting. naught seedy just about category life story, the local neighbourhood gossip and general chit chat. We exchanged roving Numbers, talked day and night for a week. cypher dirty, all double-dyed destitute schoolbook. I dreamed every Nox what it would be like to part a bed with him, feature his arms wrapped around me while I slept. I never dreamed of what would happen the following thursday. Mike invited me to go over his house, he lived alone in a 3 account, 4 bedrooms, game room with a pool table. I jumped at the chance like a do-or-die little girl wanting to a greater extent ice cream. That Th came, I prepared myself. I knew I had sexual intentions but I was n't trusted about him. I was n't going to leave it for prospect. Hours before I was expected to turn up at the man that made my underwear wet every sunup I saw him on the way to schooling since I was a young teenage girl. Preparing myself for the night ahead, I turned the shower on, I always have it as hot as my cold skin can take it, the steam quickly filled the way, I could barely see my hand infront of my typeface. I stripped off, out of my enthrone top and shorts ( it was a very hot spring this year ) when naked I grabbed a new razor from the cupboard. I sat down in the shower and quickly lathered myself up with my older pal shaving foam. Which didnt engage long, as I am 5ft 6 offspring lady, toned thighs but not very skinny, just enough to grab on to. My bronze consistence now covered in duncical clean shaving foam i started from my articulatio talocruralis, shaving every inch making certain there was not a exclusive hair on either of my leg. I gradually worked my way to my cunt. I spread my legs further and started to work away the stubble that had formed there over the last calendar week. When I was finished I was so smooth and soft. I could n't keep my finger off it. I started to turn wet at the thought of Mike knowing that I had shaved my pussy just for him to revel. I licked my fingers, everyone always say how thoroughly I taste and I know they are in good order. I do taste good. sweetness like all the yield juice that I drink. I put my fingers back to my pussy and started rubbing furiously on my button. My pussy was so wet now, within arcminute I was moaning as the hot water was not falling down onto my tummy. I climaxed with an Divine groan and my succus flowed out of me now mixed in wtih the hot soapy water supply running from the eternal rest of my body. I quickly finished my shower using rain shower gelatin that smells of flowers and washing my long dirty blonde pilus with Katie Price Shampoo & Conditioner which makes my hair olfactory sensation of strawberries. Within a few hr, I had a grimace of make up, My hair was waste dryed and straightened, I even baught some new aphrodisiac undies for the occaision, blackamoor lace bra with frenchies. I stood infront of the mirror with them on building up my trust, knowing that as soon as mike saw me in these he would n't be able to keep his rough out doer custody off me. I slipped on my new dress, which had short flowers on and my sandels. I looked impeccant, girly but my thoughts and intent were not.
Within minute of being at his firm, we were chatting, laughing and he invited me to play syndicate upstairs, for the kickoff prison term in my life I was shy around a man. Mike flirted with me for hours, and I knew that as I bent over the syndicate table he either checked out my arse or looked down my clothes. wellspring thats what I wanted him to do, everytime he winked at me my gasp were getting wetter from the succus flowing out of my barely legal smashed little twat. We made silly little bets that I could n't thrum him and little jokes about how I cheated when he left the elbow room for more than drinks. We drank and played until midnight when I finally beat him we stopped. He asked me to pick out a celluloid from his large assemblage of the cover wall in his game way. I did the typical girl thing and choice a scary film ; Hannibal was my option ( I know guys its not exactly scary but I do n't care anything with ancestry, wildness or gore ). He gave me the alternative ; watch it on his 60inch tv in his sleeping room or his 50inch tv downstairs in the keep room. I chose the bedroom, what a cockamamy interrogation.
I sat on the tycoon size of it bed like the innocent young gentlewoman he thought I was, I knew what his intentions were but did he know mine ? We watched about 10 minutes of the film until he turned so quickly to me and kissed my slight pouty back talk. His tongue forced its way into my lip and he grabbed the back of my pass ; he was being so bumpy and I was n't used to that. The other hand on the front end of my little dress pulling it towards him. Most girls would panic in this berth but I wanted it so a good deal and him being jolty made the juice menstruation from my tight pussy more. My spit met his, we played around which each others tongues for a little while until his script started wondering down my dress, feeling my smooth tanned toned bare legs. The fierce tegument of his hand was making my legs tingle even more than my pussy. As we kissed and his hand was wondering above my knees towards the midsection of my thigh, my script were wrapped around his cervix. I could n't believe this, I had dreamed about this moment since I was 14 years old and it was finally happening. I started to part my branch slowly, inviting his hand up further between my thighs. microphone let his hand watch my invitation, his gravelly digit hint by this time were centimeters from my soaked through Negro lace frenchies. By this meter I was lay flat on my rear, him laying on his English leaning over my small consistency under his gruelling muscles. His sassing making his way down my neck as his finger's breadth were rubbed against my shaven pussy which was under the lace his finger touched. His lip met my chest, he moved his mitt to release my 34D cup titty over the top of lace bra I chose out just for him. His lips met my hard percolate nipples.
Sucking on my perk slight mamilla like there was no tomorrow, the sensation nearly tipped me over the edge. My hands were grabbing on to the belt of his jeans, I wanted him more than ever. The touch of his back talk on my small tit was sending me over the top and I could finger that his fingers were now soaking wet from my juicy kitty that he had been teasing for about 10 minutes now. After biting and sucking on both of my mammilla, they were red raw, one of the bite marks was bleeding a picayune he moved up so his face was near mine. Looking into my eyes as his hand moved my frenchies out of the way for his big fingers. `` Wow you 're so wet '' he said quietly to me as his finger lightly grazed over my now swollen clit and over to the entrance. I lay there feeling one of his big fingerbreadth push into my soaked kitty. I gasped into his back talk as we kissed passionately. Unexpectantly it was met by a endorse fingers. My wooden leg were spreading wide of the mark trying to commidate the big digit in my tight hole. He slowly worked his digit in and out of me then picked up the pase to fast and hard, whilst his thumb grazed over my niggling swollen clit. I could listen the strait of the prominent fingerbreadth pushing and pulling out of my soaking wet puss. It was all too often and I started to cum whilst kissing him, our knife frantically playing with each former in each others mouths. My dead body stiffened as my ramification raised off the bed I was nearly screaming but his mouth muffled the stochasticity.
Panting after the subterfuge blowing climax I wanted for so long, mike removed my dress, I was laying there on his big bed a he kneed over me in my little bleak frenchies and D cup breasts hanging over my bra. I quickly took my bra off and threw it over the complete side of meat of the room. His straits moved down, I knew what he was about to do. He kissed along the top of the black wet lace, then rolled them down and over my feet. microphone stripped off to just his tight perfectly Patrick White boxer boxers, getting in between of my spread branch, he slowly placed his lips onto my thighs and kissed up til he reached my pussy. He started lapping at it fiercely, sucking on my clit. Quickly I started to moan, grasping the headboard and my legs now wrapped around his head. I felt like never letting go, my point felt like it was going to set off I was screaming the place down, I pushed his head further into my kitty as his knife stiffened and was now inside of me. Flinging my arms back towards the head board to hold on my fist crashed into the wall. Wow, the pain on my hand was making the pleasure between my thighs even better. Within seconds I was screaming the public figure of the amazing man who was making juice gush out of my tight little young twat, moaning so loudly that the neighbor actually banged on the wall. He drank every little bit of juice that flowed out of me.
My eyes were still closed but I could finger his breath against my skin as he slowly moved up my consistence. I lay there panting underneath him as I smiled, he kissed my lips, his lip and chin was covered in my perfumed succus, I kissed it off him saying `` mmmm '' so he knew I enjoyed everything about the evening. He turned me on my side, kissing my neck opening and back and cuddled tightly into me. I could sense his big hard buldge pressing into me. I wanted Mike even more.


wish more ? Sorry if it was n't gross, its the first story I 've posted online .