Jennys Last Chance

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Jennys Last ChanceChristian was the boy I was into since 7th grade. And at the age of 16 Igave him my virginity. At least in my dreams…Reality had not been so kind to me. I even started to grow my hair (whichI was wearing rather short since I was a k**) in the vain attempt to makehim like me. Well, it didn’t work out and a few years later when risinghormon levels had turned my dreams of intimacy into a real need for it Ihad finally given up. But with our graduation nearing I somehow felt that Icouldn’t leave it at that. I had to try it one last time. So when Chrisinvited me (like everybody else) to the big party at his parents house hehad to his own for the weekend, I was determined to make happen what I’dbeen running through my mind on so many nights alone in my bed. I was soconfident it would work out that I told my mum it was a sleepover party andthat she wouldn’t have to pick me up until 11 the next morning.Everybody felt that this could well be the last party of our school timeand so noone missed it. As I arrived the whole house was already crowdedand I had no chance to avoid a few drinks with my girls. And when I finallystarted to look for Christian to put my plan into action people told methat he had gone to his room. I was shocked. Had someone been faster thanme? But no, the truth was even more sad: Apparently Chris had starteddrinking when the first people arrived as early as 5 o’clock and wascompletely wasted by now. I didn’t even get the chance to secretly sneak upinto his bed (which I seriously considered in my desperation) since he hadlocked the door behind him. It was horrible and even a whole bunch ofdrinks couldn’t erase the thoughs of failure. I would have to spend mywhole life knowing that I wasn’t able to get the boy of my teenage dreams.What would that do to my ego!? I felt crushed…So I got myself quite ku┼čadas─▒ escort drunk and just waited for the people to leave one byone as the night got late. I think it was around four in the morning when Iwent to the bathroom to put on the sleepshirt I had only packed to fool mymother. I found myself a blanket and lay down on the couch in the livingroom. There were a few boys left playing cards a few meters away from meand I think they noticed that I was fingering myself to sleep under myblanket. But they were either to drunk or to afraid to come over and trytheir luck, so I didn’t care.The next morning the most annoying sound my mobile was capable of makingwoke me up. I had set the alarm to one hour before my mother would pick meup. I wnadered around the empty house, made myself a coffee, had acigarette in the backyard and started to feel alive again. A quater toeleven I remembered that my mum had made me bring a toothbrush and Idecided using it would be a good idea. Standing before the bathroom mirrorI suddenly heared the sound of feet coming down the stairs. Damn it! Nowthe last time I’d see Chris would be in my long blue sleepshirt with aridiculous kitty printed on the front… what should I do?But I didn’t have time to think as a few moments later the doorbell rang.Crap. Now that would be my mother. I stuck my head out the bathroom doorand saw Christian sitting on the couch with a cup of coffee in his hand anda look of total confusion on his face.”That’s my mum coming to pick me up. Can you tell her to wait outside fora moment?””What… are you doing here, Jenny?””Just tell her… that I am… in the shower or something. Please!”He did as I had begged him while I darted out to pick up my clothes andheaded back into the bathroom.”She’s waiting in the car.”, I heard Chris say, “She says… holy crap!What escort ku┼čadas─▒ have I been missing last night!?””She says WHAT!?”, I replied sticking out my head again. And then I sawwhat he meant. I my hurry I had dropped my bra right on the livingroomfloor from were he was picking it up. Today just refused to get any betterthan yesterday I thought and gave up the hide and seek. Walking towardsChris just as I was I said: “You’ve been missing a lot more than you canimagine boy…””Wow, what’s that suppposed to mean?”, he asked staring at the lower rimof my shirt that was hardly long enough to cover my panties.”I guess it’s too late to find out”, I said reaching for my bra in hishands. But he pulled it away.”Maybe I should keep that”, he teased me.I didn’t know what to do. Now my mum was waiting outside already while Ifelt my chance was finally here. But my subconscious had already decidedthat it couldn’t bear the thought of being a looser. If this was the onlychance I had to take it.”You know what, Chris?”, I asked him and quickly stepping out of mypanties and throwing them at him I added: “How about you keeping the wholeset?”He caught the tiny piece of black lace fabrique and his jaws dropped. Buthe couldn’t decide what kind of joke that was. I was in total control nowand it felt so good it made me forget all of last nights anger. I reachedfor my purse that lay on the table, took out a condom and handed it toChristian.”We only got ten minutes, so hurry up!”Kneeling on the couch and spreading my legs my shirt slid up by itself.I was so excited about my own boldness that I didn’t need any foreplay.And I was happy to see that it seemed to be the same with Chris. When hepulled down his pants his cock was already erect but he was still nervouslytrying to rip open the little plastic package.I had always imagined this ku┼čadas─▒ escort bayan to happen a totally different way. With a lotof caressing and tender foreplay and… but know I felt like I didn’t evenhave the time to blow the dick I had fantasized about for so long…But I had to take it the way it came and the dripping wet spot between mywidespread legs was the best proof I really didn’t need all that right now.All I really needed was Christians hard prick in my pussy. And as I toldhim just that he had finally managed to put the condom on and didn’t evenwaste the time to answere me…His dick went straight in without the least resistance and he fucked melike crazy right away. I cheered him on while he made up all kinds ofnaughty compliments about my pussy being the hottest of the whole school. Ididn’t even know if it was the pure enjoyment of his wild treatment or theflattering things he kept saying that made my face blush.He pushed up my shirt a little more and leaned over to fondle my breasts,his cock stuck deep inside me.”Do you know how often I’ve jerked off thinking about those perfect boobsof yours, Jen? Must be hundrets of times I creamed your picture in theeditorial section of the school magazine…””You’re an idiot!”, I simply said, “And now lets finish it. You almost gotme there!”And within the next minute my pussy squeezed his dick with the tight gripof my orgasm. I didn’t know were it came from but as I moaned with pleasureI told Chris to: “Cream me for real now!”, and he didn’t need to hear thattwice. As I felt the first spurt of his warm cum splash onto my naked buttI turned my head to watch him loose control…”Wow, now that was a fuck to remember!”, were his last words to me.And from that day on I approached every sexual fantasy I had with theknowledge that I have the charm, the body and above all the boldness tomake it real if I only want to. And many of them already have becomereality, while some still only exist in my mind, comforting me in lonelynights all by myself and just waiting for the right occasion. One must havesomething to look forward to after all! ­čśë

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