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Stories from the Life- Girls
5-18-03
COPYRIGHT2003
(Oral)
I sat back on the front porch of my beach house drinking a wine cooler, scanning the dark beach. It was quiet. Too quiet.I was alone for the moment. Thats how I like it. My other three house mates went to some beach party on the other part of town. They wouldn't return for another couple of hours. Thank god. Its not that I don't like my house mates.Its just that their so full of themselves.So arrogant.They seemed to have an obsession with working out their washboard stomachs, toned arms, athletic legs. I too, being the hous leader though, had to keep up my appearance as well. I say clad in cargo shorts, muscle shirts, flip-flops and visors. Our house was known to shelter the sexiest tomboys in Miami.I suppose thats true.
My bronze tan, green-yellow eyes,and cute face made my money. Night and day.Day and night.I worked selling surf boards and beach shit. Good pay. Easy job.Paid the bills so I was happy.They only hire attractive kids to help sell shit.It worked of course.But technically I was a object to show what the young american was supposed to look like. Beautiful,blonde hair, fit, and white.
Bullshit.
My eyes combed the dark silent shore. Coming down the sand was a girl.By herself. Long auburn hair, cute innocent face, short shorts, and a pink tank top.She looked about 15 or 16 years old.
'I remember you.' I thought to myself as her face became familiar to me.I remember seeing this girl at one of the many popular beach partys the house mates and I through.I remember asking a friend of hers about her.The friend informed me that she was stright yet curious.Too scared to act out on her fantasies.That what I liked.Lesbian virgins."The kind of girl thats been broken in by a guy but hadn't yet got her lesbian cherry popped "a house mate of mine would say.If there is such a thing. Our house was also known for breaking in the bicurious girls.
I didn't get the chance to make my move on that girl but swore if I saw her again I would.Right now she was alone.I was alone.I had the whole house to myself......
After some talking and persuading, I finally got the girl into my room.Clearly this girl was shakey.We sat on my bed and she tried to speak of normal things as I kissed her lips every so often and undress her slowly.
"Do you mind?" I had asked as I kissed her now naked shoulders.
"No" she said.Her hand on my inner thigh.By this time I had removed her shirt and bra.I gently played with her small breasts.Getting her little light pink nipples hard.I rolled them between my fingers as I kissed her tender neck.I saw she squeezed her legs together trying to control the heat that was beginning to form.
I took one of her nipples in my mouth and gentley sucked on it.
"That feels really good" she said.The girl pulled off my shirt and I flung off my bra.With no hesitation she took one of my dark pink nipples in her hungry mouth.While she did that I undid her cute shorts.She released my nipples from her lips and watched my hand slid into her shorts.To my luck she had on no panties and her cunt was bald.
"This is the first time a girl has touched me there" she said in a shy low voice.Her pussy wet.
"Does it feel as good as you thought?" I asked as I used the cream from her hole to simulate her clit that was growning hard.
"Better" she said "Much better" The girls' left leg shook a little.She was excited.
"Want me to put my mouth on it?" I asked taking her shorts off with one hand.
"I'd love that" she said.
The girl laid down, I laid on my side, put my arm over her stomach, she opened her legs wide, lowered my head, and I flicked her clit with my tongue.
"Oh fuck yes" the girl moaned out in a tiny voice. My body was at an angle where she was able to put her hand down my cargos and play with my own wet pussy.She fumbled around, looking for my clit with her clumbsy fingers.I sucked on her clit making her hips raise.
"Oh god!That feels so good.Can I try that?" she said.
"Sure" I said.We repositioned and the girl ate her first pussy.She seemed excited to.Hungry even.But it was clear she had no clue where to put her tongue.This girl really needed lessons if she planned to do this again.Really.I honestly, though, don't feel right having a 'virgin' do this to me.It makes me feel like I'm making them do it.
"Get up" I said after allowing her to get a taste for a good while "Let me show you how to eat a pussy."
And I taught her very well.
After the girl had a series of oragams, she went on her way.I stepped on out on the porch with a lit ciggerette, cld in my sports bra and boxers to watch the girl dissappear down the beach in the late pale moon light.I had then realized I didn't get her name at all.
I looked at my water-proof watch.1:30am. The house mates still weren't back yet. Probally wouldn't return till 6 in the morning like usual.Good.That'll give me time to myself.Something I got rarely.Alone.That seems like such a lonely word.Sad even.When I hear the word "alone" I think of a open field of dead grass.No trees, no animals.The field has a gray haze of fog over it and its quiet.As quiet as my mouth for weeks when she left me.Sandra.She left me about a year ago.She had a good reason.I was very unfaithful.I was a pig.I cheated on her so many times.Each time I promised I'd never do it again.But being the pig that I am I broke those promised everytime.Each time I'd hurt her self-esteem and her heart.The sad part about it was I didn't realize it.
Whatkind of person was I to be sad when Sandra finally came to me with tears in her eyes and said she never wanted to see me again?I cried the day after when it finally hit me that she was not mine anymore.She was gone and I was alone.Though I could have almost any girl, Sandra was the only one that loved me for me.Not just for my looks.I myself loved her back but not enough to be with her and only her.
I still love her.I still think about the times we made love on the beach.I'd lick her pussy and ass in the dim light of the setting sun.She had a way of eating my clit till I came numerous times.Wimpering her name as climax after climax ripped through me at one time.I'd beg her not to stop.I found her smooth brown skin sexy as well as her delicious pussy.When she would close her dark brown eyes to sleep, I'd kiss her neck and face and whisper, "My sweet sweet ladybug." till her breathing became slow.I'd trace Sandra's thick lips with the tip of my finger as she slept.Mezmerized by her gorgeous features.But that was after we watched the sun slowy raise from the oceans' horizen as the sky bled a soft fire in the background.
Why was there any reason for me to go to other women?Why?I was so stupid.An asshole.A stupid arrogant asshole.A girl like Sandra don't come along too often.I should have known better.
I wiped the tears from my eyes and puffed deeply on my Newport.Now I spend my days cruisin' girls of all kinds.No relationship.Just a cute face and a quick fuck.I don't think I've fucked the same girl.I've been with many girls young and old.I'd take any female from ages 15 to about 40.Forty isn't too bad for a 18 yr old like me.The youngest I've been with was 15 (if she wasn't lieing).the oldest was 41 or so.I know I'm a slut but whatever.
Sandra was so beautiful.Very attractive.My own nubian queen.She loved me was lord knows I loved her more.But I fucked up.How could anyonme so stupid mess up such a good thing?Well I did.Now all I have left is sluts, my friends, wine coolers and ciggerettes.
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