Rob could n't trust his circumstances, or that such a proposition was true. A beautiful woman asking HIM for HIS number ? At 26, he was your average guy. 5'11, 190lbs, short Brown hair, hazel eyes, with an modal form, and an mediocre 6 '' tool. At starting time, he could n't help feeling there was a catch or that it was a joke ... that this 22 year old, 5'9 '' tall, 115lb athletic Latina college sophomore with shoulder length raven colored pilus, fleeceable eyes, 32b tit, and round Latina ass that made most men stop and stare would founder him the fourth dimension of day, nevertheless be occupy in HIM or ask him out ; but she did.

It was the heady days of Myspace, where creating your Myspace page with euphony ( that most multitude muted anyway ), pics, and art that made almost of the Thomas Nelson Page and content take forever to actually load due to their sheer bulk and Mass of content. The time where making somebody 's `` Top 8 '' was a huge deal socially, and where on that 8 you were positioned could exemplify a new friendship, or budding romance to who was on the tell on inclination or on their way out of the protagonist group/relationship. A time before texting, television camera headphone, and apps ... where the preferred means of social networking and confabulation was through AIM ( AOL Instant courier ).

They met at body of work, where she was an medical intern. It was a Friday Night in ahead of time September, where Natalie asked for Rob 's AIM screenname so they could talk over the weekend, and maybe get together and see a motion picture and snap dinner party. Saturday nighttime gyre around and Natalie messages Rob, and they talk for hours ; everything from the like to dislikes and they make plans to eat at Cheesecake Factory and see Little Miss sunshine, with the debate being on which to do first ; Rob suggest they see the motion-picture show first and then eat, so they could discuss the movie during dinner. Perfect.

Two weeks go by and they become inseparable. They hang out almost every nighttime after workplace, and they officially start dating. They moved each early in from the archives of the plebeian Myspace ally, to the most prestigious fun of each other 's top spot on the Top 8. After two workweek of hand retention, snuggling on the couch, and quick pecks on the cheek, they decide to study vantage of the sunny Southern weather condition and plan a day at the beach. Rob came to pick Natalie up at her off campus flat and could n't consider his eyes when he saw her body in her tank top and Soffe shorts ( girls wore them with the waistband slightly rolled down back then ), with her sunglass on and towel in deal.

At the beach, Natalie takes off her tankful top and shorts, and reveals her black two-piece. 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, splash, and flirt. Natalie swims over to him and floats up near his waistline and wraps her legs around him, pulling him close to her. They kiss and she slowly starts to labor against him. He has his remaining hand against the pocket-size of her vertebral 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 ocean and decided to get out for a bit and grab a few beers from on of the pantheon of places along A1A. A while later, they decided they were buzzed enough and decided to head back home. Instead of dropping her off, Natalie suggested that Rob come inside her flat and they club pizza and watch a movie. Rob naturally agrees, and the night progresses. They rented `` V for vendetta '' from Blockbuster, and Natalie kept looking at Rob during the movie 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 hair tied back in a ponytail, he saw this as an opportunity to kiss her neck. She began to take a breath heavily and crunch into him. He began to coerce her right titty as he kissed her deep and she returned his osculation with a muffled groan. She began to rub the hardon in his shorts, and he reached into the girdle of her shorts, using his middle finger's breadth to probe for her incision and opening move. He was delighted to feel that she had a thong on, brushed his finger's breadth against her nub and her pant while she tongued his mouth was all the signal he needed to move. After fingering her inside her shorts and panties for a few transactions, Natalie broke the kiss with a smile and said, `` Come on '' as she stood up and took him by the script into her sleeping accommodation. Once in her room, she took off her top and bra, and slid down her shorts and thong to break her pose new and tight eubstance. Rob followed suit and he was entranced by her nearly hairless pussycat ; a little set down strip to take him to nirvana.

Natalie climbed onto the bed, laid on her vertebral column and facing pages her legs. Rob got on the bed next 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 former cat before and was no stranger to sex, but fuck ... he still could n't believe how belittled and closely she was. Rob then moved down to the end of the bed and positioned his head between her leg and began to slowly figure out her sheep pen and clitoris as she bucked her hips against him, eager to cum. Rob knew that her last boyfriend ( who was a devout Moslem ) would not and did not have sex with her, not matter how difficult she tried or pleaded with him to. She told him about how the farthest she could get was for them to get naked, him to fag a rubber and her to slide her slit along his cock. This conversation came up when the box of Large Dardanian condoms was discovered on a shelf in her hall W.C. when she asked him to get a towel. She remarked about how her last boyfriend was about 9 '' long, but would n't have sex with her because of his religion and fear of his mother ever finding out. Rob was convinced this is why she was she was so turned on that night ... she could finally have a vent 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 pussycat lips and button. Natalie took this as her cue to lean down and adopt him in her oral cavity. She sucked him with a certain naivety and rustiness, but it still felt unspoiled enough. After a minute or so, they both knew what they wanted. Natalie laid back down on her back and scatter her pegleg. She smirked and wryly asked, `` You 're unclouded rightfulness ... ? '' Rob chuckled, and said, `` Yeah of trend, are you ? '' to which her affirmed and he got on top of her and rubbed the head word of his cock against her opening. Rob, being an average out 6 '' was thicker than most, especially at the head and it took a few bucks and ruts by the two of them to achieve incursion ... no thanks to her not having sex for 6-8 months. Once inside they began to fuck, like two rabbits trying to salvage their species. Thinking back to their AIM conversations, Rob knew what her turn ons and turn offs were, and she admitted that her expectant bout on was a creampie fetish. Unable to shake the thought of being able-bodied to cum inside this beautiful specimen and not have her really work her on was nearly sweep over. Rob began to feel the tingle in his orb 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 trench into her hypnotizing emerald heart and labor trench into her as he felt the spurt shoot out his cock and pulse deep inside her womb. He felt her pussy grip on to his cock and milk it. They collapsed in a sweaty peck and embraced each other. Looking on the story, at the bum drawer of her nightstand, Rob saw a homemade pipe/bong made from aluminum foil and an abandon paper towel axial rotation. 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 admirer a few workweek back. Rob told her next time, he would bring over a material pipe. From there they would spend the new few month living, hanging out, smoking pot, and fucking cumming in her unremarkable .... until one day when things started to become foreign, and more than than awkward. When matter she previously found uninteresting ( like baseball ... her dad actually played Major league baseball and she could n't give a fuck about the game ) suddenly became topics of conversation.

Then things in the sleeping room began to change as well ...