1. Starting point


    Date: 6/17/2016, Categories: First Time, Hardcore, Voyeur, Author: Labouroflove, Rating: 50, Source: xHamster

    soooo... My heart skipped, 'what is she saying?' ran through my mind, Me: So, is that even legal? What am I saying now... I stepped closer and she turned away slightly. Going closer,I tipped-toe slightly, planting a kiss her on the cheek, hands held behind my back. We were both in t-shirts and shorts, and I could see the lump on her chest, my little b*****r leaped at the sight of it. To be honest, it was rather awkward, I wanted it but I do not really know what I want, I have not even masturbated at that point of time. I always envisioned sex as tumbling inside the blanket, and sticking the dick into the vagina while waiting for the semen to flow(Thanks Mediacorp). We looked at each other intently, and judging from her shy look, I reckon she had not done it too. IT WAS QUIET. Me: May I? I tucked at her shirt. She nodded. I slowly lifted her shirt up slowly, revealing a white cotton bra underneath. I fumbled with her hook, and she laughed. HB: What are you doing? I froze, damn. I failed I guess, it was so close, was about to apologise when her hands stretched behind and then her bra slipped off. I dick was on fire. I slowly kissed her on the chest, making my way down to her boobs. They smelled like flowers(fuck me right? I donno, that was my impression) HB: Go ahead, suck it. Suck what? Her boobs? How was I going to fit the whole boobs into my mouth? I mean, it was not big on hindsight, but how do I do it? I began sucking her boobs, and when I reached the tits, she started ...
    moaning. So this is the shit I am suppose to suck. My mouth began to dry up. HB: Why dont you let me see yours? Me: Em.. isnt that too risky? I looked out the window, tipping my body up to do so. At that point, she attacked my shorts, or pulled it down to reveal my not so big dick. She laughed as she did it. I tensed up, I was blue. No way this is happening. I wanted to ask her if she done it before, but stopped myself. I took her hands into mine, and pulled her towards me. We hugged to cover the shock that was on my face, and I did not want to see my naked bottom. Me: Em, maybe we shouldnt be doing this. HB: Shy? I shook my head, I wanted it, although I did not know what I wanted. But with her boobs pressed against me, my dick just became harder, it was hurting. Breaking off, she stroke my dick and I felt an intense itch. It was not the kind of itch that requires scratching, but somehow, the touch seems to work wonder in creating and curing the itch. I pulled a chair against the door and sat down. She continued rubbing my dick, knelt down. Her boobs teasing me as she gave me a handjob. Slowly, my hands crossed the distance that separated contact, looking at my hands, she smiled at me. Approval. I began squeezing her boobs as she rubbed, the strength of my hands following the tension felt. I spasm up, as the built up was too much to bear. I spurted all over myself, her hand, the floor, and even her hair. She was taken aback, but quickly recovered. As I slowly took back control ...
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