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This Story Is About Cindy 1:1 - 1:2

Date: 4/27/2016, Categories: Dark Fantasy, Romance, School, Teen Male/Teen Female, Young, Author: Robert Shnin, Rating: 93.9, Source: sexstories.com

man in his late thirties opened the door. "Hello. You must be Zach," he said. He wasn't smiling, but his face and voice had a pleasant 'something' to them. He probably never smiles. "Nice to meet you sir,"I replied and I extended my hand. "Mr. Paris is fine. Nice to meet you too, Zach," he greeted me as he shook my hand. "Everyone's out back. You can head straight through the house and out the sliding door in the back." Mr. Paris stepped back and gestured towards the back of the house. It was a straight shot right to the door the back yard. I could see splashing through the glass, but nothing else really. I stepped into the house... it was a nice house. Like really nice. Something a C.E.O. might own if he was just a little humble. "Thanks... uh, where's the bathroom?" I asked. I wanted to make a pit stop before I charged out into the pool. "It's right down the hall on the left." "Thanks Mr. Paris," I nodded, and I stepped past him and headed in the direction he indicated. I gave the door a knock when I reached it, and after a moment I pushed the door open and stepped in. I closed the door behind me as I started to slide my swim trunks down. I stepped up to the toilet, raised the lid, and, with cock in hand, relieved myself. I often wonder if anyone else appreciated how nice peeing felt. I mean it's literally like your entire body letting out a deep sigh. Anyways... About three quarters of the way through my urinary exodus, my eyes started traveling around the room, taking ... in the scenery. As I was squeezing out the last few drops, my eyes fell on something on the floor off to my left. I shook out my dong (only thrice; shake it more than three times and you're playing with yourself) and turned to investigate as I pulled my trunks up. It was a pair of panties. Now, I'm not twelve. I'd seen panties before, and honestly my brain knows that there's nothing quite exciting about some cloth and string on its own. To my annoyance however, my body disagreed as my mind wandered, and pictured Cindy bending over as she slid those blue and white stripped panties down her legs, revealing her perfect ass and smooth pussy. I stood there for a moment as my cock rose. I found myself studying how the fabric was laid and folded, memorizing every line, and how it fell against the blue tiled floor. Why? So that after I put the fabric to my nose and breathed in the aroma, I could replace them exactly as they laid and no one would know. "What the fuck," I actually verbalized quietly to myself as I shook my head. I wasn't a fucking weirdo. I wasn't about to start sniffing some girl's panties. I retied my bathing suit, thought about random crap for a minute to bring my erection down, and then washed my hands and left the bathroom. And yes I flushed the toilet. I moved through the house and went out through the sliding glass door. Outside there were three people in the pool. Cindy, another younger girl, and a boy. "Zach! You made it!" Cindy called when she saw me. "Just ...