A manager is interviewing a potential candidate and realizes that there is a connection to when he was younger. No mention of ages in this story. You can fill them in for your own personal pleasure.
I sat there not believing who was in front of me, was it him or wasn’t it. At the time I had no way of knowing for sure. I just couldn’t come out and ask him, it would not be in the company policy. His name was the same and guessing at his age it may have been him. He had no idea who I was.
Kathy was my first love as I was hers. We met in church youth group in our early teens. Unfortunately she lived about five miles away, I would ride my bike those five miles, as fast as I could whenever she invited me over while she babysat this man sitting in front of me.
Everything went slow over the course of a few months. It took forever just for the first kiss. Then her hands were always swatting mine away when I tried for a little tit. Her brother was either in his bed or asleep at our feet falling asleep watching TV.
I can’t get her out of my head while he talks about his resume attributes. I have to listen even if it’s unenthusiastically while I relive my youth.
September? No it was chilly must have been October. Her parents were out and she hadn’t expected me. Her brother already in bed she was watching the boob tube in a purple bathrobe. She was glad to see me.
In her living room on that couch we made out like two teenagers in heat, wait we were teenagers in heat. M hand made it into the top of the robe feeling her naked warm supple breasts for the first time. Having not a clue on how to proceed I broke my lips away from hers and kissed into her hair line which eventually led me downward until I was sucking a nipple to her delight. But to my happiness the gap in her robe was now being expanded.
There was no force she just laid backward and I was top grinding my dick against her closed legs as nature took its course. Fumbling greatly trying to get my pants open and down over my ass, but I succeeded. Her robe was not covering anything although I couldn’t see much with the TV giving off the only light. What I did see was enthusiasm in facial expressions and eagerness in body motions as my legs unlocked hers until I lay between them.
I hadn’t even had a hand on her pussy but here I was trying to get my dick into it. Her body kept giving me signals but her voice told me no. I learned that night that sometimes no means yes.
I knew what I wanted to do; I had no concept of how to do it. Then after a few fruitless attempts my dick head was wedged in the middle of her pussy lips. Kathy kept saying no, please don’t but I felt her hands on my ass pulling downward. Following many, many successive small pokes I felt my ball bag resting against her skin.
Her hands roamed my back as I breathed into her ears. I felt tears running down her check against mine. All the signals said more but the whimpering asked why did I do it. I wasn’t about to stop and resumed negligible in and out motions. Being my first time, being worked upped from lust I was successful in two things the last few minutes. First I got my pecker inside her pussy, second I was ready to cum.
After calming down she asked why was so wet down there. I brushed the remaining tears away and kissed her deeply only to have her respond encouragingly. By this time I had become flaccid but I still pushed against her leaking crack. Then it came back from the ashes and I was fucking her again.
It was different this time around; I took my time finding what she yearned for from the expression on her face as I stared into her blue eyes with each plunge. Her legs rode high on my thighs; her torso pushing up to meet each of my thrusts. It was so slimy, her cunt lubricated with my sperm, my pubic hair catching it as I bottomed out inside her.
But all things come to an end, I had been fucking for a good seven or eight minutes fast approaching another orgasm. Wanting relief I hammered in and out of her, still staring into her eyes until it began to boil over deep in my body. With one last insertion my body went tense, pushing hard to get further inside her twat the first of many forceful bursts of seed flowed out of me into her tight contracted pussy while she let out a girlish giggle every time my dick pulsed a rope of cum.
While pulling my pants on I looked at the robe laying under her that had caught both of my orgasms. He legs still broadened there was my cum escaping from her depths in globules running down past her asshole. The sight was in my head the ride home and as I fell asleep that night.
It would happen about once a month for the next few months. I would ride my bike the five miles to be greeted by Kathy when her parents were out. We would spend the night on her parents sofa. After a few times all our clothes would lie in a heap beside it. The most thing I m grateful for was she never got pregnant!
So guy I used to cum in your sister and know you’re asking me for a job. Life takes odd turns.
