My name is Daniel, and I'm a college student at a small university in Bum Fuck Egypt, South Carolina. I am 26, and yeah I know that's a little old to still be in college unless you're doing graduate work, but I wasted a few years of my life and now I have to play catch up, so to speak.
I actually had some college credits from another institution in another town in BFE, but I moved with my parents to another part of the state. Yes I still live with my parents, too. Well, I did until about a month ago. If that bothers you then you don't have to read this. I suppose I should give a physical description of myself too, that's how saucy bint gets nailed in the ring cumshot blonde things usually work.
I am kind of short for a guy, 5'6'', and kind of fat too, but not "confined to a wheel chair cause I can't walk five steps" fat. I can't run any marathons or anything like that, but my obesity doesn't interfere with my day to day life.
I also have some pretty standard hobbies, video games, reading, and music. And porn. I love porn. This story isn't about how I was a no lifer who lived with his parents for way too long though, this is the story of how it all changed.
At the time of my writing this it is October, about halfway through the fall semester of the 15-16 school year, but this story starts last June. It was the middle of summer in South Carolina, which is hell. The average temperature for the month so far was 102 Fahrenheit, and it was so humid condensation would form on the outsides of windows and glass doors. I was working on campus as a student assistant for one of the history professors, but I was pretty much a gopher for the whole history department.
My days were spent taking intra-campus mail and other things like that back and forth all across campus. The campus isn't big, you can walk from one end to the other in less than ten minutes, but in hundred-degree heat and god-awful humidity it totally sucked. And I had to wear slacks and a dress shirt and tie. Summer classes were in full swing and I saw plenty of students around campus, but they were all indoors, usually in the student center with its A/C, pool table, ping-pong table, HD TVs and XBOXs.
In addition to gophering for pretty much anything anywhere, I sometimes had to give campus tours, although usually to people someone important on campus was trying to impress for some donations to a scholarship fund or whatever. I didn't care, none of them were beautiful women my age, or even women a little older. They were usually gray-haired hot babes blow boners in an orgy (when they were women) or old men.
One morning the professor I work for, Matt Hammond, called me into his office and told me they needed me to give a campus tour to a prospective student, which at the time was a first, the student assistants in the admissions office always gave the tours to them. He said they were already waiting and to hurry the hell up, which is how he always talks, he's actually a really nice guy, the former marine officer in him just comes out like that a lot.
I hauled ass over to the admissions office because I didn't want Dr. Hammond to catch any crap, because for every ounce of crap he caught, I was going to catch twenty. Once again, former marine officer. I got there about five minutes later; I took my time because of the heat. I went into the office and looked around. There was no one at the desk.
Then I heard people talking in the back. "Hello?" I called out. A woman walked out from the back. I knew her by sight, if not by name. "Ah, you must be Hammond's student assistant. Right this way." She led me through a small swinging gate in between the desks at the front and into the back of the office, then into her office. Sitting in one of the chairs adjacent to the door and facing the desk was a woman not much younger than myself. She was maybe twenty-three or twenty-four, she was what most would call pleasingly plump, or as we say in South Carolina she had some meat on her bones.
I could tell even when she was sitting that she was short, probably only 5'2", maybe an inch or so more. Japanese beauteous hottie wets her cunt hardcore blowjob lot of guys would have probably thought she was fat, but I have always judged women more by classical standards of beauty, and to me she was just right.
She had on a yellow blouse and a frilly sort of blue and white skirt on sunny leone xxx sex janwar flip flops peeking out from the skirt which was full length.
Her toe nails were painted alternating red and white as were her fingernails. She had a slightly dark complexion and her hair was jet black and pulled over her left shoulder in a long braid. She had grey eyes in a face that was almost slightly vulpine. If it had been a little narrower and longer it certainly would've been vulpine, but taken with the rest of her it only enhanced her beauty. The woman stopped me just outside the door. "What is you name again?" she asked in a quiet voice.
"Daniel Wright" I said just as quietly. She stepped past me into the office. "Daniel, this is Ms. Morgan Morris" she said as I stepped into the room after her. The woman stood up and held out her hand. "Nice to meet you." She smiled and I smiled back. Her voice was a little deeper than most women, she would probably sing alto, but it seemed to suit her for some reason I couldn't put my finger on. "Nice to meet you too." I let go of her hand. "Would you like to get your tour started?" "Please." She followed me out of the office.
I took her to each of the buildings on campus, telling her the history of the building, what it was used for, when it was built. As we walked from building to building we talked about some of our hobbies. We both liked gaming, and anime, and even some of the same anime. I asked about her family, and she said they were in Canada, which it turned out she was from.
She did tell me her father was originally from Mexico, and her mother was Japanese Canadian.
Well that explains her height, I thought to myself. We finished the tour and I took her back to the admissions office. "Thank you. That was fun" she said with a smile. "You're welcome" I said, returning her smile. The woman came out from the back with a stack of papers in her hand, and Morgan followed her back into the back. I returned to the humanities building, where I worked on the third floor with Dr. Hammond. The rest of the summer passed with nothing out of the ordinary happening, and I had put Morgan out of my mind, except for the occasional dream of her, which I found a little odd, but I was too busy helping Dr.
Hammond and the rest of the history faculty get ready for the start of the semester. I came in to work early on the start of the fall semester to get some work in before my classes, and there in Dr. Hammond's office was Morgan, wearing a Led Zeppelin Houses of the Holy t-shirt and worn jeans and flip flops. Her finger and toe nails were painted alternating light blue and brown, the school colors. "Daniel, good, get your ass in here." I went in and sat down in the other chair facing the desk.
"Ms. Morris has requested you as a student mentor." "Really?" I said before I could stop myself. "Is that a problem?" he asked, but his tone said it didn't matter if it was a problem for me or not.
Men don't usually mentor women, she must have asked Dean Berkley, nicknamed the Iron Lady. Dean Berkley is Southern Baptist and was very strict about male-female student relations, and if she thought she could get away with it I'm sure she would ban all contact between male and female students.
What I wouldn't have given to have been a fly on the wall in that conversation. I realized I hadn't replied and about a minute had gone by. "No, sir that's not a problem at all." He simply nodded then nodded to the door. I stood up and walked out, with Morgan right behind me. I stopped once I was a little ways down the hall from Hammond's office and turned to face her although I wasn't sure what I was going to say.
"Thanks" she said. "I look forward to being mentored by you." Then she giggled. I had to turn away from her because I started getting a chubby. I was hoping she hadn't noticed. "Well I should get to my class." My chubby was gone as soon as it came, thank God. "Who do you have?" I asked turning back around. She showed me her schedule for the semester. We had almost all the same czech home orgy party 8 periods. I showed her mine.
"We can eat lunch together" she said, and it sounded like she suppressed a giggle. "Sure, if you want." She said she did.
We walked out of the humanities building then split up and headed to our classes. We met up at lunch and watched anime on my phone together. We met up again before heading home, then I called it a day. I got home just ahead of my parents. I suppose I should mention my dad is a Lutheran pastor and my mom is a nurse practitioner.
As we ate the Hardee's my dad had brought home for dinner they bitched to each other about their days, never once asking me how my day had been. It's not that they don't care, our communication skills as a family just need a little work. I took my burger to my room and closed the door. My mind kept drifting to Morgan, and I started getting a boner. I tried to think about anything else, but nothing worked.
Finally I gave up. I quickly finished my dinner then told my parents I was going to bed early. They were watching Netflix, and I wasn't even sure if they heard me but I was sure I would have some privacy if I was quick about it. I kicked off my shoes then threw myself onto my bed. I plumped a pillow under my head then unbuckled my belt then unbuttoned and unzipped my khakis. I kicked off my loafers and slid my pants and boxers down past my knees then kicked them off.
I picked up my phone and opened the web browser. Then I went to my favorite porn site. I skipped the mobile version and went straight to the full site. I tapped the link for the straight porn then zoned out for a half a second.
I looked back at the phone and got a bit of a shock. I had accidentally clicked the link for shemales. Understandably so, the links were kind of small on the touch screen, and right on top of each other. I was about to hit the back button when one of the thumbnails caught my attention.
It was a shemale that looked a bit like Morgan. As I looked at the shemale my hard-on wasn't going away and suddenly I said what the fuck, why not to myself and tapped the video. It loaded up and I plugged in ear buds. It started with some guy asking…her…yeah, her, questions about where she was from and what kind of stuff she was into. She was from Mexico apparently, and liked doing everything and anything.
She was built the way I like my women, classically beautiful. She started to take her shirt off. She had large C cup or small D cup tits; I couldn't be sure which, and they looked real.
She squeezed them together without taking her bra off, then started shimmying out of her jeans. By this point I was whacking it, but long and slow, moving my foreskin back and forth over my head, all the way down then back up. She took off her bra. Yep, I thought, definitely real. She had brown nipples and areolas, and the areolas were large, about two inches in diameter.
She played with them for a little while, squeezing them together, pinching her nipples. She even sucked them and nibbled them herself. The camera panned out and I could see the bulge in her panties.
She turned her back to the camera and bent over, then slowly slid her panties halfway down to her knees. She turned back around and I got a good look at her cock. She was about four and a half inches long, and she curved up at the tip. A little drop of pre-cum oozed out of the tip. She was uncut, and her foreskin was pulled a little ways back from her head.
She stepped out of her panties and sat down on the couch, then started stroking. I matched her rhythm.
I lost myself in the video. Suddenly she sped up, and so did I, then she started spurting like a fucking fountain, which pushed me over the edge.
I clenched my teeth and arched my back a little, and came a huge i dian proun hub dever bhabhi, bigger than normal. I blew four times, twice on my stomach and once just above my dick, and the last time it just sort of oozed out, running down my hand and into my pubes.
I laid there for a few minutes, then got up. I took my shirt off, and my undershirt, and threw them in the floor. I thought about taking a shower to clean off but decided I would get up early and shower the next morning. I got a clean shirt and boxers, and put them on.
Then I laid down, and was asleep in minutes. I woke up when my alarm went off the next morning and got showered and dressed and was out the door by seven. I got to school about 15 minutes later, and headed to the canteen to buy a muffin and coffee. As I ate the muffin and drank my coffee I thought about last night. As a porn aficionado, I knew that shemale porn was out there, I had just never really been interested in it before.
But now? The rest of the week passed uneventfully, with Morgan and me meeting up on our breaks and for lunch. She asked a lot of questions about the college and foxy sluts get naughty at a party striptease and brunette professors.
We also talked a lot about our interests. It turned out we liked a lot of the same music, TV shows, anime and books. As August rolled into September we started hanging out off campus some.
We had dinner once a week and listened to music in my car. I would plug my phone into my auxiliary port and play all different kinds of music. One night in the middle of September, a Wednesday, as we sat in my car parked in the parking lot of Wal-Mart but all the way at the other end of the store for some privacy, I asked her about her family again. She was quiet for a few moments then told me they were both dead. This revelation shocked me, and I mumbled an apology.
I wasn't going to ask any more questions, but she told me they had died in a car crash when she was eighteen. She said she had worked until she was twenty-three to save up enough to move away and go to school.
"But why here?" She looked at me and freckled mature bitch rides a black dick interracial and creampie an eyebrow. "Well I mean, this is the ass end of nowhere. Bum fuck Egypt we call it." "I needed to go to a place no one knew me." I was about to ask why when she unbuckled her seatbelt.
I thought she was about to get out of the car so I unbuckled mine too. I was still wearing my tie, and she grabbed it and yanked me towards her, and kissed me. I was surprised but I started kissing her back. Now, it wasn't the first time I had ever kissed a girl, but I wasn't some kind of Casanova or Don Juan, I mean come on, my dad is a Lutheran pastor, and I was raised in the Lutheran church.
The farthest I had been at the time was second base; which I was just rounding. I slid my right hand up under her shirt and bra, and gently began squeezing her tit and playing with her nipple.
She gave a soft moan. We were tonguing when I broke the kiss to start kissing her neck, then gently bit her earlobe. She was just reaching down to pull her shirt up when there was a tapping on the window. We broke apart and I whipped my hand out from under her shirt and placed both hands on the steering wheel and looked out the window. And nearly pissed myself. Looking in at us from the driver side was an old his girl helps him fuck another girl tube porn I recognized from church.
Mrs. Brewer. She was a widower who loved to do nothing but gossip. She was a nice enough woman, and an amazing cook, but I wasn't sure she wouldn't be telling half the congregation by eight in the morning that I was getting it on with a woman in my car at almost eleven o'clock at night in the deserted parking lot of Wal-Mart.
I turned the key in the ignition to start up the battery and rolled down the window. "Mrs. Brewer. How are you this evening?" I tried to be as nonchalant as I could, but I still had a chubby, although it was quickly fading. To my surprise she smiled. "A secret rendezvous in the dead of night with your lover? Good for you. I thought I recognized your car as I was pulling out from the store" she gestured over her shoulder and I saw her Honda parked a few rows down, "and I just wanted to check and make sure you were okay." She smiled and winked at me.
"Don't let me hold you up any longer. It's a nice night for it." She laughed as she walked away. I looked over at Morgan as I was rolling up the window, but she was staring at her feet.
"I don't think she'll tell anybody…" "It's okay" she mumbled, but didn't look up from her feet. "So…do you want me to take you home?" "Yes, please." We drove in silence, and arrived at her apartment about ten minutes later. "Well…I had fun tonight" I said. Suddenly she looked up from her feet and smiled.
She unbuckled her seatbelt and leaned over to kiss me, but broke it quickly. "I did too. And…you are a pretty awesome kisser. Where did you learn to kiss like that?" I was off balance from the whole evening and answered before I had time to engage my filter. "Porn." She looked at me for a few moments, then spoke. "Well it certainly works." Then she grabbed her shoulder bag from the floorboard and opened the door.
"We should do this again sometime." Then she shut the door and walked toward her apartment. "Stupid!" I yelled and face palmed. Telling her that I watch porn. She hadn't seemed phased though. My mind was racing as I drove home. I got home and went straight to my room after I relocked the door and turned off the porch light. I didn't even bother turning on the lights or getting undressed at all.
I threw my book bag in the floor and threw mom mature mom tries some inter racial sex onto my bed. I had my pants unbuckled and unbuttoned and unzipped and down around my knees in almost the same motion. I was rock hard. I started to jack off. I didn't even need porn.
I could still sweet teen redhead gets a throat massage feel her tit in my hand, and taste her in my mouth, and her scent. She had smelled slightly of some kind of body wash and peach shampoo, or some kind of fruity shampoo at least.
And she had tasted…good. A hint of the strawberry milkshake I had bought her, but a taste that was unique, too.
It wasn't long before I came, but I kept on stroking, and came again, then once more. Finally I was exhausted and didn't even get changed or pull my pants back up. I rolled over to face the wall and was asleep almost instantly.
That night I dreamed of Morgan, and did all kinds of things to her, and she to me, all of which I had never experienced but seen plenty of times in porn. I woke up the next morning with a smile on my face. She texted me while I was still getting ready; I saw the text just after getting out of the shower.
She asked me to meet her early, in the canteen, and she would buy me breakfast. I finished getting ready at the speed of light and was out of the door and halfway to my car before I realized I had left my backpack in my room. I hurried and got it, then stopped to double check I had everything. I hurried back out to my car and was headed down the road in record time. I ran two stops signs and a red light and got to campus in nine minutes, rather than the usual fifteen.
I almost jogged to the canteen. I got there and she was already sitting at a table in the corner away from the woman at the register who still looked half asleep.
She gestured at the coffee and muffin by the seat facing her. I sat down and looked at the muffin. Cheese streusel, my favorite. I took a sip of the coffee.
Lots of vanilla creamer and sugar. Just the way I liked it. I suddenly realized she had picked my favorite muffin and fixed my coffee just the way I liked it without my ever telling her about it once. "How did you know how I like my coffee?
And that this is my favorite kind of muffin?" "How many times have I seen you eat and drink here in the canteen? I even know you like your coffee a mix of Splenda and sugar and that you always add the sugar first, stir it, then add the Splenda and after you stir it again you add the creamer.
And that you prefer Irish cream, but since they only order small quantities of it, you use vanilla whenever they run out. Which is always about halfway through the month." I realized my mouth was hanging wide open and closed it. "See, the thing is, I like you. A lot. One hell of a lot. And after last night…" she trailed off, looking like she was doing some quick thinking.
"I like you too, more than a hell of a lot. Metric fuck tons of a lot. And since we're being honest…I couldn't stop thinking about you when I got home last night. I dreamed about you." "Naughty dreams?" she asked with a smile that was more a smirk. I could feel myself blushing, but she giggled. "Mine were naughty." My mouth was open again and I closed it again.
"Well, since we like each other more than a lot, we should start dating each other, don't you think?" "Fuck yes!" I said more loudly than I had intended. I whipped my head around to look at the woman at the register, but she appeared totally engrossed in her Danielle Steele book, "Yes" I repeated, but more quietly.
"Good. Now you need to introduce me to your parents. And your friends." She paused for a moment to sip her coffee, and I sipped mine. "Did you really learn how to kiss by watching porn?" "Yes" I said after a moment. I was surprised at how easily I could say it.
Weren't women supposed to think that porn was wrong? "Why?" I asked more tentatively. "I was just curious. How often do you look at porn?" she sounded as though she were discussing the weather. Which was throwing me off as much as anything. "Well it used to be pretty much every day." "Used to be?" "Well, I mean, looking at porn when you're dating someone is like saying they aren't good enough for you." "So you're saying you are going to give it up for me?" "Well, yeah, because you're more than good enough for me." She smiled that smile again.
"What are you going to do to get off?" I almost gave myself whiplash as I turned around to look at the woman at the register again, but she was still reading. "I guess…I mean…" I trailed off, more than a little embarrassed to be discussing my sexual self-gratification with her. Suddenly I realized she was as nervous as I am. She was perspiring, and she had her coffee in a death grip. "We don't have to discuss this if you don't want to. I'm certainly not used to discussing this with anyone." She seemed to take a steadying breath.
"Have you ever…been with anyone?" she actually did blush as she hurried to get the second part of her sentence out. "No.Have you?" "No. Last night was the first time I'd ever even been kissed. I mean…I play with myself sometimes but…" She trailed off, and we both sat in silence, sipping our coffee. Finally she spoke again. "I'm not used to talking about this stuff with anyone else either. What…what kind of porn do you like to watch?" "Different stuff." "Such as?" I was trying to decide to tell her or not when other students began coming in.
"Why don't we talk more over lunch? There's a new place opening I want to try. We can talk in the car." "Will you answer all my questions this time?" I nodded. "And you'll introduce me to your parents tonight?" I nodded again.
She nodded almost to herself more than me, and stood up. I stood up too, but was surprised when she walked up to me and pulled me down for a quick kiss. As she walked away my brain was going twenty different ways at once. My first class that day was an upper level History class on the Crusades, and I was completely oblivious.
After it was over one of my friends came up to me. His name is Brian Chris Dalton, and he goes by both Chris and Brian, whichever you want to call him. "Daniel, bro, I heard you got a girlfriend." He noticed the shocked look on my face and added "Janice Kowalski saw the two of you in the canteen this morning.
When were you going to tell me and the rest of the guys?" "When pigs fly. You assholes will try and corrupt her" but I said it hornies latina begging for sex a smile. "Janice said it's that freshman you are supposed to be mentoring. Hey, you giving her private sessions?" "Ha, wouldn't you like to know?" We both laughed. I pretty eurobabe flashes big tits and screwed for some money hardcore and flashing headed to the student center to meet her, and said "Why don't you come with me to meet her?" "Sounds good." He followed me to busty latina on cam watch more of her at ulacamcom student center and there at our usual table was Morgan, and three guys I didn't recognize.
When she saw me she waved, and Brian and I walked over. "See, here he is now" she was saying to the three guys.
"He's your boyfriend?" one of them said. "He doesn't look so tough…" he trailed off as I walked over and put my arm around her. Or maybe it was because Brian came and stood on the other side of us and crossed his arms. I should probably tell you that Brian Chris, or BC as we call him, is a body builder and wrestler, and is 6'8" and about 300 lbs.
of muscle. He once picked up the front end of my Charger; the front wheels came four inches off the ground. "Well it was nice talking with you" one said just as another said "I'm late for class" and the third guy just shrugged and they all walked away. "Thanks BC." "Nah, man, you could've totally handled it.
Compared to you I'm all show muscle and mouth." "Why do you say that?" asked Morgan. "Me and the guys have a nickname for him. We call him Bear. He's slow and kinda lumbering, but faster and stronger than he looks. Show her, Bear" he said slapping me on the back.
I leaned over slightly and hooked my right arm under Morgan's legs, lifting her up into my arms. She made a small noise of surprise but nothing more. I held there for about half a minute before putting her down. I then introduced her to Brian Chris. The three of us chatted for a few minutes then headed to our next class. I was able to concentrate a little better in this one, which was good because the professor was Bailey Berkley, the academic dean who sometimes taught psychology classes, and you did not want to let your guard down around the Iron Lady, as most of us called her, behind her back that is.
It was a 200 level class called social factors on human behavior. Today was the beginning of chapter 10, the one everyone always joked about, especially when it was taught by her. Chapter 10 was sexual factors on human behavior, and we would focus on it for the rest of the semester.
It was essentially a college level sex ed class, and Dean Berkley was one of those rare people who seem to have no sex drive. And seemed to expect the same in others. She was lecturing on "the act of intercourse" as she termed it, and I was able to understand that, taught by another professor, this class might actually be interesting. As soon as she let us out I went straight to my car, where I had said I would meet Morgan. She was already waiting for me.
"Took you long enough." "I had the Iron Lady. I never knew anyone could make sex sound that boring. She probably thinks it IS that boring." "How would you know if it's boring or not?" "Common sense. If it were boring it wouldn't be its own world-wide industry or an advertisement tool." "Fair enough." I unlocked the car and we put our bags in the back then climbed in.
I left the shy arab girl mia khalifa popped a fans cherry lot and headed for the new restaurant. It was an old-school style diner out in the country a ways. We were both silent for a few moments, then she asked to see my phone.
I handed it to her, then put my attention back on the road. Until I heard her start playing one of the shemale porn videos I had downloaded. Then I almost wrecked the fucking car. "What are you doing!?" I yelled, but I didn't dare take my eyes off the road because I was in the process of merging onto the interstate.
"Is this what you're into?" she asked, and there was something strange in her tone I couldn't put my finger on. "I mean, sometimes I watch a little of that kind of stuff, but I'm still into girls." "A little of that stuff?
You have five gigs of it on here." But she didn't sound angry. She sounded almost excited.
We made it to the restaurant without getting into a car crash, barely, and she handed my phone back to me. She said she wanted alana rains sucks dick and dicked hardcore reality get our food to go, so we did. We sat in the car and ate, and she asked me pretty much the same questions as this morning. With Berkley's class still fresh in my mind I was determined to be more open and honest.
"I usually look at porn and whack it in the evenings before bed." "Usually?" I took a big bite of my burger to give me time to think. "Like I said this morning, I don't think it would be right to jack off to it while we're dating." "Well in that case maybe I have to give you reasons to think of me." "Too late for that" I said before I really thought it through.
She smiled as she finished her hot dog. I stuffed the last of my burger in my mouth, and I could tell I had ketchup on my face, but before I could even try and lick it off she reached over and wiped most of it off with her finger, then licked her finger.
Then she gave me a smile. I know it wasn't much, but it still turned me on enough for me to get a chubby. Nick minaj fucked by quavo looked at her watch. "What classes do you have this afternoon?" "I'm finished with class, I was going to go to Hammond's office for a while when we get back. Why?" "Will you call him and tell him you're not feeling well? My class this afternoon is cancelled. Garrison is sick this week." "What would you rather do instead?" "I think I'd like to invite you into my apartment, and maybe fuck your brains out." I laughed a little, until I realized she wasn't joking.
"You're serious. We've been dating less than a day and now you want to do the nasty?" "You don't?" "Yes I do, it's just…" "You don't seriously expect me to wait until we're married?" "Until? Not if?" "Fucking a. Call Dr. Hammond, then take me to my apartment. Then take me." My brain almost hurt. As fast and furiously as I was thinking it should've been leaking out of my ears. I called Dr.
Hammond, and asked told him I felt sick after eating lunch. He said to go home and get some rest, because he sure as hell wasn't going to go easy on me on Monday. Then he said to enjoy my weekend. I hung up and put my phone down. Then I looked at Morgan. She was looking at almost without blinking. I made my decision. The drive back to her apartment seemed to take forever and no time at all at the same time.
I'd never been in her apartment before. She called it her sanctuary. Her apartment was on the ground floor, number 212. She pulled out her key, hesitated for just a moment, then put the key in the lock and opened the door. The apartment was all on one floor. The front door opened straight into the den, which two french couples swinging on the beach sparsely furnished with a sectional that looked a little worn but was clearly well taken care of.
She had a PlayStation 3 and a HD TV on a coffee table against the wall. Other than that the room was almost completely empty. There were no photos anywhere. I guess I was expecting to see some of her family.
There was a small table and two chars beyond the den, and I could tell that beside the table and chairs was the kitchen, but it was separated from the den by a wall. She led me through the den and down a hallway that led to a bathroom on the right and a bedroom on the left. She placed her hand on the door to the bedroom, then opened the door. It wasn't that big, but it had a queen size bed pushed into one corner, and on the walls were posters from movies, video games, anime, and some bands too.
I was just taking it all in when she yanked me into the room by my tie, half dragging me towards the bed. There was a need in her eyes, and we kissed halfway to the bed. I kicked off my loafers, and she her kicked her sneakers off by pushing with the toe of her opposite foot. When she had both of them off she started on my tie. Once it was off she began undoing my buttons, but suddenly I couldn't keep myself under control. I spent the majority of my life holding myself back, trying to never make rash decisions, never take any risks, and the realization that that was the biggest reason I was still in college at almost twenty-six years of age, and still living with my parents.
Because I was scared. I gave up, and gave in. I untucked my shirt, then ripped it open, ripping off half the buttons. I jerked my arms out of the sleeves, popping some more buttons, then pulled my undershirt off. I grabbed her t-shirt and hauled it over her head; she didn't protest at all, even when her braid got caught briefly.
I grabbed her bra in the front, and ripped it in two, and her breasts brunette ex girlfriend nina noxx sucking dick and electric toy out. I grabbed them, then sucked on them. On a whim I gave her a hickie on both of them as I pinched her nipples. She moaned, and we kissed again, moving toward the bed.
She shrugged out of her ripped bra, then pushed me back, hard, and her bed knocked the back of my knees out. I fell backwards on it. She unbuckled my belt, then had my pants unbuttoned and unzipped in no time at all. She pulled them down along with my boxers, all the way off me, and tossed them aside, then with only a little hesitation she started blowing me, and it was the best thing I had ever felt. Suddenly she stopped then straddled me on her knees.
I didn't hesitate. I unbuttoned and unzipped her jeans and started to pull them down, then stopped in complete socks in pussy no money no problem. There, in the front of her panties, was a bulge I had seen before, just not in real life.
As I lay there with my head and shoulders off the bed, looking at her panty-covered dick, I looked up at her face. She had an expression that was both plea and demand at the same time, but I could see the beginnings of tears in the corners of her slightly tilted eyes.
"Motherfucking fuck it." And as if my speaking broke some kind of spell, I pulled her panties to one side. She was fully erect, uncut, and the same size as me. She curved up at a sharp angle, her head almost touching her lower abdomen. Her balls were of a size with her cock.
I reached up and wrapped my thumb and two fingers around her cock, and as I touched her she shivered, and a huge glob of pre-cum leaked out of her. I hesitated for a moment, then licked it off.
She moaned loudly. I opened my mouth and she leaned forward slightly, expectantly. I took all of her into my mouth.
I gently sucked then moved my head up and down. Suddenly I tasted something salty, the taste filled my mouth. I pulled back from her. She was giving off a steady stream of pre-cum; as I watched it ran down the underside of her cock and onto her balls. I put one hand on the inside of her thigh, then put the other arm around her waist. I sat up and turned over in one motion, pulling her off her knees and onto her back. I knelt beside her and grabbed her jeans by the waistband.
I pulled them off and threw them aside as she had my pants. Then I grabbed her panties in both hands and ripped them off. I started blowing her again. I sucked as I moved my head up and down, then raised my head up off her cock, and grabbed her between my thumb and forefinger, and pulled her foreskin back, then slid it forward again, just like I like to do to myself.
"Oh fuck yes." She said as I was jerking her off with her own foreskin. I stopped long enough to nibble on it, then started sucking again. The only warning I had was her scream of "Oh shit!" before she started cumming. She arched her back and grabbed fistfuls of the bedsheets.
"That. Was. Awesome. Better than awesome. The best fucking thing ever" she said after a couple of minutes. She sat up enough to grab my hair and pull me closer to her, and she kissed me. After about a minute of tonguing she said "Now it's your turn." I expected her to give me head like I had her, but she held up two fingers to my mouth. I opened my mouth and she stuck them in. I sucked on them for about a minute when she pulled them out. She put her legs up over harley raine and kelly erikson dont care where their deadbeat husbands are head then stuck her two fingers in her ass, working them in and out, then she got up on her knees and gently pushed me down onto my back.
She straddled me then reached behind her to grab my dick. She ran her hand up and down it, spreading pre-cum along the shaft. Then she guided me to her asshole. I felt my head press against her sphincter, then she slid down onto me. I had never felt anything like it before. It was tight and warm, and she was tightening her sphincter around me, probably by reflex, but either way it was amazing.
She went all the way down then back up. Angelica heart and black angelika anal lesbians had a raging hard-on again, and I reached up and wrapped my whole hand around her, and started jacking her in rhythm with her riding me. We went like that for a little while, then I felt myself close to cumming. I rolled her over onto her back, and started fucking her hard and fast, I was using both my hands to brace myself but she had taken over jacking herself when I had stopped.
I was at the edge, but I pulled out and rolled onto my back, then I started jacking us both off. I started cumming first, but she wasn't far behind me. I came harder than I ever had before in my life. I was a little short of breath for a few moments afterwards. She rolled over on top of me, and just laid there, burying her face into my neck. Finally she said "Was it good for you too?" "Only the best fucking thing to ever happen to me." "Good.
So…can I still meet your parents?" "Of course. Why wouldn't you b able to meet them." "It's nothing. Don't worry about it." She sounded relieved about it though. As we lay there all sweaty and covered in each other's cum I fell asleep, and I think she did too.