Rob could n't believe his luck, or that such a suggestion was true. A beautiful woman asking HIM for HIS telephone number ? At 26, he was your average guy. 5'11, 190lbs, short brownness haircloth, hazel eyes, with an norm soma, and an average 6 '' rooster. At first, he could n't help feeling there was a catch or that it was a caper ... that this 22 year old, 5'9 '' tall, 115lb athletic Latina college sophomore with shoulder duration raven colored haircloth, leafy vegetable oculus, 32b bosom, and round off Latina ass that made most men stop and stare would give way him the time of day, nevertheless be occupy in HIM or ask him out ; but she did.

It was the foolhardy twenty-four hours of Myspace, where creating your Myspace Page with music ( that most people muted anyway ), movie, and graphics that made most of the varlet and content take forever to actually load due to their sheer bulk and volume of content. The metre where making somebody 's `` Top 8 '' was a huge deal socially, and where on that 8 you were positioned could represent a new friendship, or budding romance to who was on the crap listing or on their way out of the friend group/relationship. A sentence before texting, television camera phones, and apps ... where the preferred mean value of sociable networking and chat was through AIM ( AOL trice courier ).

They met at work, where she was an medical intern. It was a Friday night in betimes September, where Natalie asked for Rob 's AIM screenname so they could mouth over the weekend, and maybe get together and see a movie and snatch dinner. Sat night rolls around and Natalie messages Rob, and they talk for time of day ; everything from ilk to disfavour and they make program to eat at Cheesecake Factory and see Little Miss cheer, with the debate being on which to do first ; Rob suggest they see the movie first and then eat, so they could discourse the film during dinner. Perfect.

Two hebdomad go by and they become inseparable. They hang out almost every Night after study, and they officially start dating. They moved each other in from the archive of the common Myspace protagonist, to the most prestigious sport of each other 's top spot on the Top 8. After two calendar week of hand property, snuggling on the sofa, and immediate pecks on the cheek, they decide to consume advantage of the sunny Southern weather and plan a day at the beach. Rob came to pick Natalie up at her off campus flat and could n't believe his center when he saw her body in her tank top and Soffe shortstop ( girls wore them with the waistcloth slightly rolled down back then ), with her sunglass on and towel in hired man.

At the beach, Natalie takes off her tank top and shorts, 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. After getting in up to their berm, they play, stir, and flirt. Natalie swims over to him and floats up near his waist and wraps her legs around him, pulling him close to her. They kiss and she slowly starts to cranch against him. He has his left over hand against the pocket-size of her spinal column and caressed up her long slender leg with his right. Their embrace is quickly jarred, when a wave came and crashed into them. They laughed that their blissfully unaware land has left them open to be assaulted by the incoming Atlantic sea and decided to get out for a bit and seize a few beers from on of the pantheon of situation along A1A. A while later, they decided they were buzzed enough and decided to steer back home. Instead of dropping her off, Natalie suggested that Rob come inside her apartment and they order pizza pie and watch a picture show. Rob naturally agrees, and the night progresses. They rented `` V for Vendetta '' from megahit, and Natalie kept looking at Rob during the picture show 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 tomentum tied back in a ponytail, he saw this as an opportunity to osculate her neck. She began to breathe heavily and grind into him. He began to contract her right tit as he kissed her oceanic abyss and she returned his kiss with a muffled moan. She began to rub the hardon in his underdrawers, and he reached into the waistband of her shorts, using his centre finger to probe for her slit and porta. He was delighted to feel that she had a thong on, brushed his finger against her nub and her gasp while she tongued his mouth was all the sign he needed to proceed. After fingering her inside her shorts and pantie for a few transactions, Natalie broke the kiss with a smile and said, `` come on '' as she stood up and took him by the hand into her sleeping room. Once in her room, she took off her top and bra, and slid down her shorts and thong to discover her baffle Loretta Young and pie-eyed eubstance. Rob followed suit and he was entranced by her nearly hairless kitty-cat ; a little landing flight strip to guide him to nirvana.

Natalie climbed onto the bed, laid on her dorsum and bed cover her legs. Rob got on the bed succeeding to her and kissed her again. He kissed her as he worked a finger inside of her, marveling at how truly pocket-size and fuddled her puss was. He knew she has been with three other guy cable before and was no unknown to sex, but fuck ... he still could n't believe how diminished and tight she was. Rob then moved down to the end of the bed and positioned his question between her legs and began to slowly lick her fold and button as she bucked her articulatio coxae against him, eager to cum. Rob knew that her final stage fellow ( who was a devout Muslim ) would not and did not get sex with her, not count how punishing she tried or pleaded with him to. She told him about how the utmost she could get was for them to get raw, him to wear out a rubber and her to slide her slit along his cock. This conversation came up when the box of Large Trojan condom was discovered on a ledge in her G. Stanley Hall W.C. when she asked him to get a towel. She remarked about how her final stage boyfriend was about 9 '' long, but would n't have sex with her because of his organized religion and fear of his female parent ever finding out. Rob was convinced this is why she was she was so horny that night ... she could finally sustain a acquittance 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 lips and clit. Natalie took this as her cue to lean down and need him in her back talk. She sucked him with a certain naivety and rustiness, but it still felt good enough. After a min 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 pick right ... ? '' Rob chuckled, and said, `` Yeah of class, are you ? '' to which her affirmed and he got on top of her and rubbed the head of his putz against her opening. Rob, being an intermediate 6 '' was thicker than most, especially at the head and it took a few bucks and ruts by the two of them to achieve insight ... no thanks to her not having sex for 6-8 month. Once inside they began to get it on, like two lapin trying to save their species. Thinking back to their AIM conversations, Rob knew what her routine ons and turn offs were, and she admitted that her handsome act on was a creampie fetish. Unable to escape from the thought of being able to cum inside this beautiful specimen and not have her really turn her on was nearly overwhelming. Rob began to feel the frisson in his balls 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 `` Inside. '' Rob then looked deep into her hypnotizing emerald eyes and crowd deep into her as he felt the spurts shoot out his hammer and heartbeat deep inside her womb. He felt her pussy clasp on to his cock and milk it. They collapsed in a sweaty heap and embraced each other. Looking on the floor, at the bottom drawer of her nightstand, Rob saw a homemade pipe/bong made from aluminium foil and an empty paper towel gyre. Laughing, he asked, `` The screwing were you cooking in THAT ? '' Natalie laughed and confessed she made it to fume some weed she had gotten from a friend a few weeks back. Rob told her next time, he would make for over a real pipage. From there they would drop the new few month living, hanging out, smoking pot, and fucking cumming in her everyday .... until one day when things started to become strange, and more than awkward. When things she previously found uninteresting ( like baseball ... her dad actually played Major League baseball game and she could n't give a screwing about the game ) suddenly became topics of conversation.

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