Rob could n't think his luck, or that such a proposition was reliable. A beautiful cleaning woman asking HIM for HIS number ? At 26, he was your average guy. 5'11, 190lbs, light brown haircloth, hazel optic, with an middling build, and an average 6 '' cock. At start, he could n't aid feeling there was a arrest or that it was a prank ... that this 22 year old, 5'9 '' tall, 115lb athletic Latina college soph with shoulder distance raven colored pilus, green eyes, 32b breasts, and round Latina ass that made most men stop and stare would give him the time of day, nevertheless be interested in HIM or ask him out ; but she did.

It was the heady days of Myspace, where creating your Myspace page with music ( that to the highest degree people muted anyway ), motion-picture show, and graphics that made nigh of the varlet and capacity take forever to actually load up due to their sheer bulk and mass of content. The metre where making soul 's `` Top 8 '' was a huge deal socially, and where on that 8 you were positioned could defend a new friendly relationship, or budding romance to who was on the shit list or on their way out of the friend group/relationship. A time before texting, camera phones, and apps ... where the preferred means of social networking and chat was through AIM ( AOL trice Messenger ).

They met at study, where she was an interne. It was a Friday night in early September, where Natalie asked for Rob 's AIM screenname so they could talk over the weekend, and maybe get together and see a movie and grab dinner. Saturday Night roster around and Natalie messages Rob, and they talk for hours ; everything from ilk to dislike and they make programme to eat at Cheesecake Factory and see niggling fille Sunshine, with the argumentation being on which to do first ; Rob suggest they see the movie first and then eat, so they could discourse the movie during dinner party. Perfect.

Two weeks go by and they become inseparable. They hang out almost every dark after work, and they officially start dating. They moved each other in from the archives of the unwashed Myspace friend, to the most honored sport of each former 's top blot on the Top 8. After two weeks of hand holding, snuggling on the couch, and nimble slew on the impertinence, they decide to accept vantage of the cheery Southern conditions and design a day at the beach. Rob came to pick Natalie up at her off campus apartment and could n't trust his eyes when he saw her body in her tank top and Soffe short ( miss wore them with the waistband slightly rolled down back then ), with her sunglass on and towel in hand.

At the beach, Natalie takes off her cooler top and short circuit, and reveals her black bikini. Rob has to do all he can to hide his growing hardon in his boardshorts and he suggests they go in the water system. After getting in up to their shoulders, they play, dab, and coquetry. Natalie swims over to him and float up near his waistline and wraps her wooden leg around him, pulling him close to her. They kiss and she slowly starts to grind against him. He has his left hand against the small of her vertebral column and caressed up her foresightful slender leg with his rightfield. Their embrace is quickly jarred, when a Wave came and crashed into them. They laughed that their blissfully unaware state has left them afford to be assaulted by the incoming Atlantic sea and decided to get out for a bit and take hold of a few beers from on of the pantheon of place along A1A. A while later, they decided they were buzzed enough and decided to channelise back home base. Instead of dropping her off, Natalie suggested that Rob come inside her apartment and they order pizza and watch a pic. Rob naturally agrees, and the night progresses. They rented `` V for vendetta '' from megahit, and Natalie kept looking at Rob during the film so often that he told her if she did it again, he was going to snog her. She did it again. And again ... .and before he they knew it ... they were making out on her couch. Her whisker tied back in a ponytail, he saw this as an opportunity to kiss her cervix. She began to breathe heavily and grind into him. He began to squeeze her right breast as he kissed her deep and she returned his buss with a muffled moan. She began to rub the hardon in his shorts, and he reached into the waistband of her drawers, using his midriff finger to probe for her pussy and opening. He was delighted to palpate that she had a thong on, brushed his finger against her nub and her pant while she tongued his sass was all the sign he needed to move. After fingering her inside her shorts and panties for a few proceedings, Natalie broke the buss with a smile and said, `` Come on '' as she stood up and took him by the hired man into her bedroom. Once in her room, she took off her top and bra, and slid down her shorts and G-string to reveal her gravel Danton True Young and blotto body. Rob followed suit and he was entranced by her nearly hairless pussy ; a short landing strip to guide him to nirvana.

Natalie climbed onto the bed, laid on her vertebral column and scatter her peg. Rob got on the bed future to her and kissed her again. He kissed her as he worked a finger inside of her, marveling at how truly small and tight her pussy was. He knew she has been with three other guys before and was no alien to sex, but fuck ... he still could n't believe how pocket-sized and tight she was. Rob then moved down to the end of the bed and positioned his head between her legs and began to slowly lick her bend and clit as she bucked her articulatio coxae against him, eager to cum. Rob knew that her last-place beau ( who was a devout Muslim ) would not and did not have sex with her, not matter how hard she tried or pleaded with him to. She told him about how the furthermost she could get was for them to get nude, him to tire out a condom and her to slide her slit along his tool. This conversation came up when the box of Large Dardanian condoms was discovered on a shelf in her hall press when she asked him to get a towel. She remarked about how her last fellow was about 9 '' long, but would n't have sex with her because of his religious belief and fear of his mother ever finding out. Rob was convinced this is why she was she was so randy that night ... she could finally have a release after months of being subjected to protected dry humping.

Thinking about this, he sat up and just looked at her now soaking wet and engorged pussy sassing and clit. Natalie took this as her cue to run down and take him in her oral fissure. She sucked him with a certain naivety and rustiness, but it still felt good enough. After a moment or so, they both knew what they wanted. Natalie laid back down on her back and spread her legs. She smirked and wryly asked, `` You 're clean right wing ... ? '' Rob chuckled, and said, `` Yeah of path, are you ? '' to which her affirmed and he got on top of her and rubbed the top dog of his tool against her initiative. Rob, being an norm 6 '' was thicker than virtually, especially at the headway and it took a few clam and ruts by the two of them to achieve penetration ... no thanks to her not having sex for 6-8 month. Once inside they began to get laid, like two rabbits trying to economise their species. Thinking back to their AIM conversations, Rob knew what her routine ons and turn offs were, and she admitted that her boastful turn on was a creampie fetish. unable to stir the thought of being able to cum inside this beautiful specimen and not have her really turn over her on was nearly overwhelming. Rob began to feel the thrill in his clod as he was on top of her and said, I 'm gon na cum ... .where do you want me to ... '' to which Natalie simply replied `` interior. '' Rob then looked deep into her hypnotizing emerald eyes and advertize trench into her as he felt the spurts shoot out his cock and pulse oceanic abyss inside her womb. He felt her kitty-cat grasp on to his cock and Milk it. They collapsed in a sweaty sight and embraced each other. Looking on the story, at the fathom draftsman of her nightstand, Rob saw a homemade pipe/bong made from aluminum foil and an empty paper towel axial rotation. Laughing, he asked, `` The fuck were you cooking in THAT ? '' Natalie laughed and confessed she made it to smoke some weed she had gotten from a friend a few weeks back. Rob told her following clock time, he would bring over a real piping. From there they would spend the new few months living, hanging out, smoking pot, and fucking cumming in her everyday ... .until one day when things started to get strange, and more than awkward. When things she previously found uninteresting ( like baseball game ... her dad actually played Major League baseball and she could n't break a fuck about the plot ) suddenly became topics of conversation.

Then things in the bedroom began to change as well ...