girl ohhhhhhh

I was into my Gothic thing at the time, white makeup, black clothes. It was all very depressing with an overt hint of sexuality. I was often called a 'slut' and I wore the badge proudly, even though I wasn't all that experienced.

The day came that I was late with a book report and Mr. Wilson suggested that I drop it by his house after school and he'd consider it as turned in on time. I really needed the grade and it was worth the long bicycle trip out to his house that night. Besides, I'd get
to see his house!

When I got to his house he was out front raking leaves and he directed me to put the bike in his garage. The garage was in the backyard and I saw that he had a fishpond. So I put my bike away and left my books on it before I walked over to the pond. The fish were
so calm and beautiful.

"They're called 'koi'."

I spun to look at Mr. Wilson and felt my feet go out from under me. Clumsily, I tried to get my balance and tipped over right into the pond. When I surfaced I must've looked like hell. Mr. Wilson was choking back laughter seeing my Gothic image compltely ruined.

"You know, you don't look quite so threatening now, Charlotte." He reached to me and I took his hand. "Let's get you inside before you freeze to death."

He took me to a bathroom where he gave me some towels and a thick, terry robe. He politely stood outside to take all of my clothes to the laundry room while I took a shower to get the pond goo off of me. The shower took me quite a while as my jet black rinse made a mess on the shower floor that I just had to clean up. Then I dried my hair as best I could and put on the robe. It felt a little strange to be in just a robe with Mr. Wilson but I decided to be a big girl and deal with it. Barefoot, I walked out to the kitchen and found him in a similar robe with a pot of tea on the table.

"Hope you don't mind, I needed a shower myself after the yardwork. Now let's you get some tea and I'll have a look at that report." He looked up at me and caught his breath. "You look like a real woman after all that camoflauge comes off, you know that?" I just blushed.

He poured me a mug of hot tea and gestured to me to have a look around while he read my report.

I made my way around the house for a while and finally settled into his library. It was a proper man's library with books on shelves up to the ceiling and a dark desk with red leather chairs about the room. The fire in the fireplace gave a sort of life to the room and I found myself reaching for a book. A peel of thunder vibrated the room, reminding me to get going before the weather worsened.

"I took the liberty of calling your folks to explain your little mishap. Your mom said the weather already broke on their side of town and you might want to stay here a while. I suggested having you stay the night and she agreed that would be best." He let the comment linger in the air.

"Most parents would have a problem with their daughter spending the night with a man."

Smartass that I was, I couldn't resist: "Is that what I'm doing, 'spending the night' with you?"

In all the time I'd known Mr. Wilson I'd never known him to display any uncontrolled emotions. He was always the perfect picture of calm.

I stared at him defiantly, taking that calm of his for granted. He slowly moved towards me and I retreated until my ass was against his desk. His face was close to mine when he spoke.

"What do you want, Charlotte? Do you want to play with your little boyfriends or do you want to play with a real man? You can sleep in the guest room tonight like a good little girl or you can learn something about life if you want. Or if you're not chicken. But once we start, don't expect me to stop. You get to say 'no' right now or not at all, got that?"

It was the chicken thing that triggered my defiance one more time. I looked at Mr. Wilson and said, "If you want to play, then let's play."

He took me in his arms and kissed me, hard. I was instantly scared to death of what I'd done, what I'd started with my big mouth. This wasn't boys I'd had furtive little affairs with, this was a man with mature needs. I could tell this wasn't going to be just another make-out session.

I felt his cock poking at me through the layers of the robes between us and I realized, too late, that he was dead serious. This was no game we were playing.

His lips moved down my neck and then he seized me by the waist and lifted me onto the desk. He pushed my legs apart and crushed himself to me. The cool air of the room brushed over my legs, reminding me of how vulnerable I was right at that moment. I pushed at his shoulders when he tried to open my robe.

"Playing hard to get?"

I looked at him with my defiance again and then gave it up.

"Mr. Wilson, look, I'm sorry, I didn't mean for this to..."

He shook his head and put a finger to my lips, shushing me.

"Charlotte, you had your chance before. I meant it when I said there was no changing your mind. I'm not one of your little boyfriends you can tease and tease. You said you wanted to play, well this is part of the play, dear."

He leaned in and kissed me again. His hands ran up to my neck and under my robe. In one swift move my shoulders were bare and I began to cry as he tried to get the robe off of me.

"Here, now, no tears. It's not so hard to take off a robe, Charlotte." He dropped his in front of me. "See?"

I caught a glance of his thick cock and my eyes clouded up with tears again as I knew that I'd played a game with a real man and lost. He pulled me off the desk and I surrendered as he took the robe off and let it slip to the floor.

He sighed as he took me in his arms and crushed me against his strong chest. I can't begin to explain the feelings running through me all at once. I wanted to run and then a part of me wanted to see this through, to experience being the object of a man's desire.

He turned me around and held me close again. His arms wrapped around me and his hands sought after, and found, my breasts. Then he sent a hand into my downy tuft and I recoiled as a finger slipped into me.

"You like being touched like this. Don't you, Charlotte? Don't you, baby?"

The sheer sexual feeling I felt right then was more than I was ready for. I trembled as he probed me and found my clit. I put my hand on his and tried to get him to stop, but he just held on harder, intensifying an already intense moment.

I braced myself on the desk as Mr. Wilson began fucking me with his finger, knowingly concentrating on my clit. I felt him kiss the back of my neck as I silently changed my focus from fear to pleasure.

My feet involuntarily spread wider to give him freer access to please my body. The thought that he'd want me to do the same for him crossed my mind and I figured a hand-job wouldn't be too much to ask after this. My head fell to my chest as his skilled finger worked me up into a frenzy. He'd bring me to the edge of going off and then he'd back off before starting all over again. It was driving me mad.

Finally, the wonderful pleasure grew in my belly and then released itself on my soul. It was the most powerful orgasm of my life at that point. He took my arms in his hands and guided me to the desktop. Placing my hands at the far edge of the desk he then softly caressed my back and my arms as the glow of the orgasm sedated me.

I felt him at my entrance again and arched my back to raise it up to him. I smiled to myself as I prepared to let him start me on another glorious sexual journey. His probing was a little more gentle this time and I allowed myself to relax as he pushed at me. It felt fuller than the first time and then I realized that this wasn't his finger in me.

My sex-ed classes came back to me.

"You have a condom on, right?"

He chuckled. "There are no condoms in this house, little one. And I'm not gonna lie to you and tell you about a vasectomy. You just relax and I'll pull it out before there's a problem. Trust me."

With that he gave me a deep thrust and I felt his hairy thighs kiss against my bare ass. It was wonderful to have this beautiful man making love to me and I lay there glowing in his attentions. He wasn't one of the boys, that was for sure. He'd slowly withdraw himself from me and then slowly penetrate me, holding my hips and grinding himself into my depths.

He asked me to squeeze him and I gave it my best, clamping myself around his cock as he pulled out of me and relaxing as he drove back in. I realized we were making love and I loved the thought of it.

I knew it had to end sometime, but my senses were all wrapped up in that glorious rod running in and out of me. A clinical part of me was getting a little worried, though, and I gave into my concern.

"You said you'd pull out, right?"

He fucked me a little harder.

"MMmpph, yeah...I will...promise."

I squeezed his cock as hard as I could as if to make the point. His hands moved to my hips and held me, tight, as he increased his rhythm. Part of me knew what was happening and another, inexperienced part of me, still trusted him.

"You said you'd pull out."

All the response I got was a growl and he began to complete what we'd started. He drove deep into me with each thrust now, causing me no small amount of discomfort as my body tried to accept him. I went to get up off the desk and he put a hand in the middle of my back and forced my face to the desktop.

He pounded me harder and harder, until he suddenly slowed down and took deeper, harder strokes. His hands went to my hips again and held me as he pushed into me and stopped for a moment. He was making a decision, I could just tell.

Then he fucked me again with that pile-driver ferocity and moaned as he held his cock deep into me. I felt the length of it swell and then it rippled with some animalistic power. Helpless to stop it, I felt the beautiful cock spray its fertile load into my womb. I was certain he making me pregnant right then and there.

Like a stupid cow, I just lay there with his cock filling me up with sperm. There was no point in fighting or arguing once it had started so I just lay there.

After a while he pulled out of me and swept me up into his arms. He carried me to his bed and lay me into it before getting in himself. I was on my back as he climbed between my legs and I looked up at him with wonder and fear.

Nothing was said as his wonderful cock easily slipped into me again and our lovemaking took on a new, less fervored pace. All night long he taught me lessons no one ever gets in English class. And all night long he filled me with his come.

That was our only time together. He had to run out of town when it turned out he'd made another girl pregnant. As for me, I sweated out the month until my period came and went. Mr. Wilson had, indeed, been a great teacher to me and his lessons have stayed with me down the years. I know what we did was wrong, but I wouldn't trade it for the world.

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abg ngentot sama om-om

Tahun lalu aku selesai diwisuda dari sebuah perguruan tinggi sekretaris, kini aku sudah bekerja disebuah kantor yang cukup bonafid. Aku terlahir dua puluh empat tahun yang lalu, orangtuaku dan teman-teman memanggilku Tantri (sebut saja begitu). Aku tumbuh menjadi gadis manis, ceria dengan tubuh proporsional , dada 34A, berat 50kg, tinggi 160cm, rambut lurus sebahu dengan kulit kuning langsat, menarik bukan??

Di kantor, pekerjaanku lekat dengan telepon dan komputer jadi sesuailah dengan dasar pendidikan yang pernah kutempuh. Boss maupun teman-teman juga cukup friendly, penuh koorporatif sehingga membuat suasana kerja menjadi nyaman. Kegiatan di kantor tidak terlalu padat, apalagi di posisiku, hanya standby di dekat telepon dan mengetik surat-surat yang bersifat khusus dari boss. Tapi aku menikmati saja, toh untuk mengisi waktu luang aku bisa main internet, lihat situs yang asyik-asyik termasuk situs ini. Khusus di situs ini, aku malah sering iseng kirim email ke penulisnya, yachh.. sekedar salam kenal dengan sedikit mengomentari isi cerita, pokoknya iseng aja sekedar mengisi waktu luang.

Suatu saat emailku mendapat balasan dari salah seorang penulis cerita yang kukirimi email. Aku tertarik dengan cara dia merangkai kata, karena itu, aku balas lagi emailnya bahkan kutawari dia untuk chating. Ternyata dia juga merespon, jadilah perkenalan kami berlanjut melalui chating di Yahoo Messenger. Hampir tiap hari kami chating, dan sebenarnya dia sudah minta no teleponku, tetapi sengaja tidak kurespon dulu.. sambil ingin tahu motif dia dalam berhubungan denganku.

Tentang dia, sebut saja Prass, hanya karena usianya sudah dua kali usiaku, maka kupanggil dia dengan Om Prass, dan jujur saja, aku memang lebih tertarik dengan pria ABG (Angkatan Babe Gue). Mereka umumnya ngemong, sabar dan berpengalaman. jadi kloplah dengan sifatku yang manja, dan sedikit egois. Bagiku ML oke yang penting aku suka..dan tidak mengikat sebab aku masih ingin menikmati kebebasan. Kembali tentang sosok Om Prass, saat ini dia bekerja di sebuah perusahaan BUMN, posisinya tengah-tengah, mungkin setingkat kepala bagian. Tentang sifatnya, aku belum tahu banyak, hanya kalau melihat dari cara dia ngirim messege sepertinya sih oke juga. Komunikatif, humoris meskipun terkesan agak galak.

Lama-kelamaan, Aku jadi menikmati chating dengan Om Prass, makanya ketika suatu hari disaat chating dia ngajak ketemu akupun menyetujui..
“Eh tantri yang maniss, kita khan sudah lama saling kenal lewat tulisan, tapi secara fisik, kita belum ketemu lho”!!, Om jadi penasaran, benar-benar manis - nggak ya orangnya”!! tulis dia dalam messagenya.
“Lho.. Om khan sudah ngeliat fotoku”!! replyku.
“Betul.., tapi fotokan nggak bisa dirasakan manis atau tidak”! balasnya lagi.
“Ich..Om ini, emangnya saya gula!! “Begini saja Om.. pulang kantor nanti, Om ada waktu nggak?! Tanyaku memancing. Karena sejujurnya akupun ingin bertemu.
“Well.. buat gadis semaniss tantri.. Om pasti deh punya waktu, Om tunggu ya di Bakmi GM dekat Sarinah, jam 19.00 tahu khan “?! (Biasa.. laki-laki kalau udah punya mau, rayuan keluar, tapi aku suka juga apalagi dia tahu kegemaranku makan bakmi GM.)
“Baik Om.. saya pakai bluss biru motif bunga kecil-kecil, Om tunggu dibawah ya”!! balasku memastikan .

Tepat jam 19.00 aku sudah sampai didepan gedung yang dilantai 3 dan 4 terdapat restorant bakmi GM. Aku melihat sekeliling, tampak seorang pria setengah baya berdiri dilantai bawah, ia berdiri resah seperti sedang menunggu seseorang.

“Mungkin ini.. yang namanya Om Prass”!! bathinku sambil berjalan ke arahnya.
“Tantri ya..”?!! Sapa si pria tadi setelah aku mendekatinya.
“Eh..Om Prass..ya “.?! balasku, langsung kami bersalaman sambil saling kecup pipi.
“Udah lama nunggu Om?!” Tanyaku semanja mungkin.
“Ngga juga! kita langsung naik yuk.. kerestorant, nanti ngga kebagian tempat “!! ajak Om Prass sambil menekan tombol lift.
Di lift.. Om Prass.. bergumam sambil tersenyum..” Ternyata fotomu tidak seindah warna aslinya, nggak pakai fuji ya waktu foto”!! ..
Refleks aku cubit lengannya. “Akh.. Om dibayar berapa sama fuji film..?!! Om.. juga tidak seangker waktu chating.. saya sempat takut lho Om.. habis Om kata-katanya singkat dan mau menang sendiri kalau di chating!! ” kataku nyerocos sambil tertawa, sampai-sampai aku lupa kalau dilift juga banyak orang lain. Terus terang, setelah bertemu, aku semakin tertarik dengan figur dan gaya bicaranya Om Prass.

Sampai direstorant kebetulan kami langsung dapat tempat duduk dan setelah pesan makanan kami lanjutkan ngobrol. Ternyata Om Prass.. di samping gentle dan penuh perhatian, dia juga senang bercanda, makanya tidak terasa.. kami sudah hampir satu jam ngobrol sambil menikmati bakmi kesukaan ku.

“Sudah satu jam lebih lho kita disini, nanti bisa-bisa kita disuruh bantuin cuci mangkok kalau nggak keluar-keluar “!! kata om Prass yang disambung dengan..
“Setelah ini Tantri mau kemana??!! Tanya Om Prass tersenyum khas.
“Terserah Om saja.. besok Tantri libur koq, dan seperti Tantri bilang di chating.. “Kalau kita sudah ketemu, jangankan no telepon.. apasaja yang Om minta pasti deh Tantri kasih ..!! Jawabku penuh manja.
“Ah..yang bener nih”!! kata Om Prass sambil mengajakku beranjak dari restorant.
Karena obrolannya nyambung, kami jadi tidak canggung lagi, malahan ketika keluar dari restoran Om Prass berjalan memeluk pundakku sambil menapaki tangga biasa.

Di dalam mobil, kami terus ngobrol sambil bercanda dan terkadang Om Prass .. jadi kurang konsentrasi mengemudi karena sering aku cubitin. Mobil Om Prass terus melaju menyusuri jalan Gatsu, sampai bundaran cawang berbalik arah kemudian belok kiri masuk ,”Kita kemana Om”!! Tanyaku pura-pura tidak tahu.
“Yach.. ketempat ngobrol yang lebih bebas”!! jawab Om Prass.. terus melajukan mobilnya kehalaman parkir. Setelah sampai didepan salah satu bangunan yang garasinya terbuka, Om Prass membelokkan mobil masuk garasi dan kamipun masuk kekamar sebelah garasi tadi.

“Nah.. disini kita bisa ngobrol bebas khan?!! Kata Om Prass..sambil tangannya memeluk lembut pinggangku..”!! Aku hanya tersenyum sambil memegang tangannya, sementara wajah kami sudah sedemikian dekat.. Aku memejamkan mata..ketika terasa bibir Om Prass.. menyentuh bibirku. Kami melanjutkan kissing ringan sambil merubah posisi saling berpelukan. Aku menikmati kecupan demi kecupan yang dilakukannya dengan lembut dan penuh perasaan.. “Kamu benar-benar manis sayang”!! Bisik Om Prass ditelingaku ..

Aku serasa terbuai.. dan kusandarkan kepalaku didadanya yang bidang. Dia kembali melumat bibirku dengan lembut, tangannya mulai berani bergerilya.. membelai dan meremas halus payudaraku. Aku semakin terbuai karenanya, sehingga ketika disela-sela remasan-remasan kecil, ia mulai melepas kancing bajuku, aku malah membantu dia.

Permainan lidah kami semakin menggebu sementara tangan Om Prass dengan cekatan melepas kaitan BH yang kukenakan, lepaslah sudah pakaianku kecuali CD. Dia bimbing aku yang hanya memakai CD ke tempat peraduan yang sudah tersedia diruangan itu. Aku terlentang menahan sensasi dan..Om Prass melanjutkan aksinya.. dia telusuri lekuk tubuhku dengan jilatan-jilatan halus, pentil teteku dihisap sehingga tampak menjulang tegak diatas bukit kembarku yang mulus. Aku benar-benar menahan sensasi dan tanpa sadar kucengkeram kepaka Om Prass sambil berguman lirih..
“Ohh..augh.. Om.. enaak Om..!! Om buka bajunya.. Om..

Tanpa menjawab, lidahnya terus menjilati sekujur tubuhku. lalu Ia pun melepas pakaian satu persatu.. Sambil aku bantu dia, tanganku sibuk mencari “urat” dibalik CDnya. Om Prass memainkan lubang pusarku dengan lidah, sementara tangannya bergerak menurunkan Cdku. Aku pun melepas Cdnya dan tampak urat Om Prass sudah berdiri tegak, ukuran biasa, tidak terlalu besar tapi bersih. Kini kami berdua sudah telanjang bulat, Ia tampak kagum dengan milikku yang terawat, tapi hanya sesaat, kemudian dia sudah aktif lagi menciumi rambut-rambut lembut, lidahnya bergerak menjilat bagian tengah yang sudah basah.

Aku sungguh semakin terangsang dan tanganku yang memang sedari tadi sudah memegang “urat” Om Prass.. sekarang kupakai untuk menarik pahanya, dia merespon.. sehingga “urat” dia sudah tepat berada didepan mulutku, Aku langsung menjilati kepala “urat” yang halus, Aku kulum milik Om Prass yang mulai terasa berdenyut-denyut. Mungkin lebih dari 5 menit, kami saling mengulum, menjilati dan menyedot “andalan” kami masing-masing. Aku menikmati betul sensasi yang diberikan oleh Om Prass sampai akhirnya..

“Om.. ayoo.. Om.. masukin..” pintaku penuh gairah.
“Sebentar ya ..sayang!!”..Om masih ingin menikmati.. “kue apem” ini, Uhh.. lezatnya.. sambil.. puuffh.. puurffh..karena ada rambut halus bawahku melekat dibibirnya.
“Ayoo.. Om.. akh..akh.. saya sudah ngga tahan nih..!!”, Tanpa menunggu persetujuannya aku langsung menggerakkan tubuhku untuk merubah posisi.. Aku bimbing urat milik Om Prass, dan dengan sekali tekan masuklah dia’ sampai terbenam penuh didalam vaginaku. Semakin nikmat rasanya ketika urat Om Prass bersentuhan dengan klitorisku, gerakkan tubuhku menggeliat kian kemari sementara kedua kakiku dikaitkan kepinggang Om Prass..
“Oohh..akh.. nikmat Om..terus.. terus.. Om..!! sambil kuimbangi dengan gerakan pantatku. Lagi-lagi Om Prass tidak menjawab, sambil terus memaju-mundurkan uratnya dia meremas, menghisap teteku secara bergantian. Hampir sepuluh menit kami terus berpacu dalam posisi itu, kemudian tubuhku mulai mengejang.. terasa aliran darahku semakin cepat.. dan kupeluk erat tubuh Om Prass yang menindih diatasku..
“Ayoo Om ..saa .. maa- saamaa.., oohh.. aakh.. aakkhh!! Aku mencapai orgasme meskipun belum terasa ada cairan yang keluar dari urat om Prass.

Om Prass tahu kalau aku sudah mencapai klimaks, dia menghentikan gerakan namun tetap membiarkan uratnya yang masih tegang didalam vaginaku. Om Prass memeluk tubuhku dan mengantarku menuntaskan kenikmatan yang baru saja kualami. Saat-saat seperti inilah yang paling aku sukai jika ML dengan pria setengah baya. Ia begitu lembut, sabar dan romantis menemaniku dalam menikmati masa purna orgasme.

“Om.. Tantri puas Om.. Terima kasih ya, Om baik.. deh!” bisikku masih lemah..
Dia hanya tersenyum, namun tiba-tiba dia mengangkat badan tapi tidak mencabut uratnya dan langsung.. berkata.. satu.. dua.. tiga..empat..sepuluh..!! hooree.. sambil mengangkat kepalan tangannya dengan mimik lucu menirukan gaya petinju yang dinyatakan menang.
“Sialan..”! bathinku.. tapi aku geli juga melihat kelakuannya.. dan kamipun tertawa.
“Aku bercanda..sayang..!” kata Om Prass cengengesan, sambil kembali memeluk, membelai dan mengecup keningku dengan mesra,

Aku menimati diperlakukan seperti itu, malah sekarang badanku terasa fress lagi. Kukeluarkan urat Om Prass yang masih tegang dari sarangnya. Kemudian dengan lembut kubersihkan dengan selimut.. dan langsung kumasukkan kemulutku.. Aku sepong milik Om Prass dengan penuh perasaan..tampak dia merem-melek menikmati hisapanku.. sementara tangannya.. memainkan klitoris milikku.

Sesaat gairahku bangkit lagi.., aku naik keatas tubuh Om Prass yang terlentang dan kembali urat Om Prass kumasukan kesarang tepat dibagian yang paling sensitif. Kugoyang pinggulku menirukan goyang Inul.. sampai terasa om Prass meremas teteku semakin kuat. Sebenarnya sambil bergoyang, terlintas pikiranku untuk membalas canda Om Prass tadi, aku ingin hitung dia.. namun ketika menyaksikan tubuh Om Prass kelojotan serta wajahnya yang merem-melek, aku jadi ikut-ikutan terangsang berat.

“Tantri..oh.. Tantri.. Om.. mau ..keluaarr..”!! desah Om Prass bergumam..
Aku berusaha menahan diri sekuat tenaga, namun lagi-lagi ketika terasa urat Om Prass memuncratkan laharnya memenuhi seluruh rongga vaginaku..aku hanyut..
“Akhh.. uhh..akhh.. oohh..”!! aku melengkuh sambil mejatuhkan wajahku kedada Om Prass.., aku orgasme untuk kedua kalinya. Om Prass memeluk tubuhku yang berada diatasnya. Aku tetap membenamkan wajahku didada Om Prass, terasa urat Om Prass.. mulai mengecil.. kemudian perlahan.. lepas dari vaginaku.
Om Prass bangun.. lalu mengecup keningku..”Terimakasih..Tantriku sayang..”!!
“Sama-sama Om.. Tantri juga puas koq, apalagi skornya 2-1?!! jawabku tersenyum.
Om Prass langsung nyambung..”Ooo.. rupanya, tadi Tantri ingin jadi juri juga ya?!”
“Wah.. ngga mudah lah, Thomas Americo dilawan..!! dan tawa kamipun berderai disaksikan furnishings di ruangan yang sejak tadi membisu menyaksikan ulah kami.

“Om.. puas sekali sayang..!!” terimaksih.. ya atas semuanya. Aku tidak menjawab hanya kembali kurebahkan kepalaku didadanya.. Dan setelah badan terasa pulih.. kami beranjak kekamar mandi, saling memandikan namun tidak sampai ML lagi. Setelah rapi semua, kamipun masuk mobil, lalu melaju ke arah tempat kosku. Aku benar-benar menikmati pertemuan ini. Begitulah Cerita Tantri...

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memek nita

Pembokat gue cewek umurnya +/- 16 tahun, anaknya putih, bersih
lumayan cakep. Postur badannya agak pendek kira-kira 158 cm
beratnya kurang lebih 43 kg.
Kejadiannya waktu Nyokap Bokap gue lagi ke luar kota, Gue pas
lagi nyetel laser Bokep diruang TV, terus kebetulan dia lewat
mau beresin Kamar gue.
Dia sempet ngeliat orang bule lagi begituan di TV, tapi belagak
enggak pengaruh, kira-kira 5 menit dia dikamar gue, gue yang
udah ngaceng nyelonong juga ke kamar, dia lagi nungging beresin
tempat tidur gue, dia nggak tau kalo gue udah di dalam kamar gue
terus gue pegang pundaknya, dia sempet kaget, terus balik badannya
pas gitu gue cipok aja bibirnya.
dia kayaknya kaget banget tapi nggak berusaha ngelawan (takut kali)
gue lepasin cipokan terus gue tanya :
“Udah pernah cipokan belum?”
“er..eh…mas kok gitu sih”
“Enak nggak..?” gue pancing
“Nggak tau ah…” katanya
“Mo lagi nggak?”
belum sempet dia jawab gue udah lumat lagi bibirnya, kali ini
dia kayaknya lebih pasrah. Pikir gue kesempatan niih
Terus tangan kiri gue pegang teteknya diluar t-shirtnya sementara
tangan kanan gue megang pantatnya.
Kayaknya doi enjoy banget, enggak lama gue rebahin dia diatas
tempat tidur gue sambil gue tindihin dia.
Gue buka zipper jeans gue ama pelorotin celana dalam gue,
batang gue udah berdiri.Gue pegang tangan kanan dia terus
gue suruh genggam batang gue.
“Gerakin tangan kamu Nit…”
“mass,… kan malu….nih saya”
“Enggak ada siapa-siapa kok malu..”gue jawab
Rupanya dia udah terangsang juga. Gue
keatasin t-shirtnya sampe kelihatan bra-nya warna krem
toketnya sih sedeng-sedeng aja, terus gue ciumin branya
(untungnya doi abis mandi) wangi mek!
Gue singkap bra-nya kelihatan teteknya terus gue kulum puting
nya dia, dia kelojotan
“ahh….mas….geli”
“ntar juga enak”
5 menit gue cupangin teteknya, sementara tangan doi udah mulai
jago ngocokin batang gue. Gue pelorotin celan pendek dia bareng
ama celana dalamnya. Dia kayaknya kaget
” mass… jangan….mas”
“Saya cuma mo liat doang kok” gue kelesin sambil gue cipok
biar dia nggak ngomong lagi
jembutnya hitam halus nggak banyak, terus gue colok2 ma jari
tengah

“eh…ehhhh….ssaakit mas..”
“ntar juga enak, abis barang kamu sempit juga”
Gue masih terus dikocokin, barang gue udah tegang abis mo
keluar tapi gue tahan.
Gue sempet kangkangin paha doi pake badan gue terus gue arahin batang
gue ke lubang doi, doi tetep megangin barang gue, sempet gue
oles-olesin barang gue ke lubang dia, dia udah basah juga (bag.
dalamnya & barangnya nggak terlalu becek)gue teken kepala barang gue
sampe ilang kepalanya. Dia udah ngerang-ngerang sakit tapi enak
gue cabut kepala barang gue terus gue olesin ludah gue.
Gue tancep lagi kali ini rada licinan dikit.
Setengah batang gue udah masuk kedalam lubangnya terus gue udah mulai
ngocok keluar masuk lubangnya, nmakin lama makin licin dan nggak
terasa lagi semua batang gua udah masuk
“Mmmaas……” dia ngejerit pas gue teken seemuanya masuk.
Gue angkat kakinya keatas biar tambah dalem masuknya.
“Mmass ccepeeet mass…”
“Nit…barang kamu enak bbanet”

“Kocook mas….argh….”
3 Menitan ada gue entotin dia akhirnya gue udah nggak tahan
mo keluar gue tancep yang dalem trus gue keluarin di dalam
crettt….cerrttt….crret.
Sejak darii itu gue sering ngent*t ama dia kalo punya kesempatan
sampe akhirnya dia hamil.
Itu perawan pertama yang gue dapetin. Nanti gue sambung lagi
ceritanya waktu gue ngent*tin dia di Kamar Mandi dia pas lagi
Hamil muda, yang ternyata mem*knya lebih enak ketimbang waktu gue
perawanin..

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