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This is my first work, so to speak,. My girlfriend at the time wanted a story about two girls – here you are. Of course, feedback is wild, I would be particularly interested in whether women can find themselves in the described experience – as a man I can only advise you. It was in Summer 1997 – I had just become of legal age at the time and like everyone at this age in search of the very big, the only true love.
Although I never had to worry about my sexual satisfaction – if an emergency, a visit to a disco helps at the latest – I did not get rid of the feeling that something was still missing. All my experience was limited to various fuelery experiences;Until then, I only dream of the feeling of being the whole world for anyone. That means I was definitely the whole world for my dad, but it wasn’t in bed with me – if he knew what to be Angel So everything was done … There was probably one or two boys in my class who adored me and consumed themselves in their beds after me – and admittedly, the idea of how they desperately desperately desperately their little cocks and had their eroticWait, but honestly – if you can rummle with small boys or fuck with men? In any case, I preferred the right men.
In such considerations I strolled through the city. I was actually looking for a new bathing outfit for summer, but somehow there was nothing sensible in this provincial nest. I crossed the street and ran in the middle of a bike. With the ugly noise when metal drags across the street we both flew onto the floor. “Can’t you be careful where you drive?“My opponent of the accident scolded. “Sorry, I was mentally somewhere else – did you hurt yourself?”” No, nothing happened to me, but your knee has to be taken care of.
“Only now did I notice the grazing wound on my left knee and right now she started to hurt. Fortunately, the girl was one of the more sensible cyclists and had a small association set with them. With experienced handles she provided my knee. “Try if you can get up. “I got up and limped a few steps. “Well, luckily nothing seems to be broken. ““ I’m really sorry, what about your bike now?““ My friend should be able to do that again, I would contact you if I need spare parts.
By the way, I’m sorry that I have hit you like that. ” I had to laugh. “Rate how I would have left. And that you have a bandage with you is really awesome – I’ll get that too. What is you actually called?”” Sara. And you?”” My name is Bettina. May I invite you to a cappuccino?” “Gladly!“Shortly afterwards we sat with Alfredo, Sara with an ice coffee, I with my cappuccino.
“What would you have had for an appointment?”I asked Sara. “Ooch, only the anatomy lecture. But my prof is sick, and now the secrets of the nervous system will remain hidden for a while … “” Please excuse – I didn’t know – I thought you were – I mean … “The whole thing was terribly embarrassing. I was convinced that Sara would be at my age. Sara laughed and could hardly calm down anymore.
“That’s ok, I would have complained. Feel free to say ‘du. What did you have to do? That must have been an insane guy who distracted you so much. “I felt how I got red. That made Sara laugh back. “Do you know that you look totally cute when you get red?“It didn’t fit me at all. I was unsure how I should behave now. But Sara helped me over this embarrassing moment and repeated her question.
“I’m actually looking for a new beach outfit for summer vacation. But you can’t find anything in this dungkaff … “” What do you imagine?”” I don’t know, I just have to find it. “Thoughtful I moved in my coffee. “What is lying around in the shops is just so old women …” “You know what”, said Sara, “we are now going together in this new clothes store in Charlottenstrasse, I have already seen some nice things.
“We paid and made our way. “Come on, you can sit on the luggage stand, then we are a little faster. “So I took a seat behind Sara and we drove off. The wind carried her body odor in my nose and I noticed that I could literally smell Sara well – she smelled of her sweat and a trace of vanilla (I had to ask her for her perfume);a mixture that I liked very well, as I was amazed.
Somehow my thoughts wandered to the boys and, above all, Ben. I remembered the past Saturday evening and even if it was clear to me that I was just a pastime for Ben, he just had it in bed. This mixture, Sara’s smell and my memories slowly but surely heated me up. I noticed how it tingled with me and gradually moved up. Suddenly I noticed that Saras Mini offered a little distance and an interesting insight into the pedals every step into the pedals.
Under her mini skirt, Sara was wearing a touch of nothing, probably the most tender red string that I had ever seen in my life. Whether she knew how far you could see her? Sara was definitely a woman who could have every guy she just wanted … how she was in bed? Whether she was shaved? I tried to imagine Sara in bed and somehow came up with the idea of introducing her to me – he took everyone who he could get around and at Sara he would certainly get weak – Sara was about one -seventy, long blond hair and little one, but well -shaped breasts.
Quite exactly what Ben brought around the mind. In such considerations, I suddenly noticed something moist between my legs. That couldn’t be true, of all things today I hadn’t put anything in my panties. How should I try something else now? What if Sara noticed something? I didn’t want to embarrass myself again in front of her. But at the moment I couldn’t do much. We had arrived in the meantime. Sara had discovered a bikini while driving and urged me to try it out.
She couldn’t have found the right bikini by the conviction of not finding the right bikini. And faster than I could think, I found myself in the changing room, busy trying the bikini. “Can I see?“Asked Sara. “No, it turns out a little too big – can you give me a number smaller please?“Sara brought me the right bikini. I had just put on my panties because she was already in the cabin.
“Sorry, I thought you were already done. “” Nothing – what do you think?“Sara looked at me thoughtfully. “Turn around – stretch your arms up – yes, at the latest you get whoever you want. If you are still thinking away the panties – you are really insanely pretty!“I got red again. Somehow it was also nice to hear a compliment from Sara. “Thanks! But you are also an amazing woman … I think if I were a guy, I would have to get heaven and hell in motion to get you … “Now I was red like a tomato.
I had talked much faster than expected. But Sara smiled. “I feel the same with you. “With that she left the cabin and I moved around again. After we paid the bikini and left the business, Sara asked what we should do next. “Well, we could try the bikini …” “But then we have to go in again, I have nothing else to wear …” So we entered the shop again and Sara reached for the same model that I had just acquired.
She disappeared into the changing room and shot through my head that it would actually be the opportunity to find out whether Sara would be shaved. But then she called me to herself. “What do you think? I should maybe try it in red. “The air remained me. Sara looked adorable in the bikini. “With you the yellow bikini looks really great, but I would rather try the red one. “” Well, of course, I’ll bring it to you.
“I replied with bright red head. That couldn’t be that a girl got me so confused … I brought Sara the bikini in red and she gave me the yellow model to put it back. When I took the bikini, I felt something moist on my fingers. I looked closer. There was a tiny stain on the panties in the crotch. The idea that I could be the cause of this spot and confused myself at the same time.
When Sara asked me to give my comment on the red bikini, I had to agree with her. “You looked hot in the yellow – but this is awesome …” “That sounds convincing. Then let’s pay and off to the outdoor pool!“We left the shop and I took a seat back on the luggage stand. Gradually I was used to my confusion and began to enjoy the situation and the view. In the outdoor pool Arrived, it turned out that almost the whole city had to have had the same idea.
At the far end there was a single locker room. “If you don’t mind, we can share it. Otherwise I’ll just wait for a short time. “My heart began to beat faster. “No, that’s okay, we’re late anyway,” I said a little too hastily. Sara smiled and we entered the changing room. When I wanted to start taking no top, Sara held me on my arm. “I have to confess something to you – you … you make me pretty nervous, at the latest since the ice cream parlor.
I think you should know that beforehand. If you prefer it now, I’ll wait outside … “” I feel the same way. “I whispered. “It messes me up quite a bit, but it’s just nice … I would like to just hug you now. “Sara smiled and took me in her arms. Suddenly her lips were on mine and suddenly I felt her tongue in my mouth. It was the first time, that a girl kissed me and it was much more delicate and more careful than I knew it from boys.
Sometimes they kiss you so aggressively that you think it is about war and not about love. Sara’s mouth, on the other hand, was very soft, her lips did not press on those, they stroked them. With her tongue, Sara did things that were much more imaginative than anything I had met until then. Now Sahra started buttocks my blouse. In doing so, she started with the top button and worked downwards. On each piece of free skin she breathed a kiss while I was just there and her buttocks.
As little Sara’s breasts were, her butt was so pronounced. Her mini skirt was tight around her firm baking. In the meantime my blouse was open and Sara was slowly caressing my upper body, this time from bottom to top. Than their delicate fingertips over my little ones Nipple, who were already firmly erected, stroked, a pleasant shower grasped me. I had now opened the zipper of her mini skirt and pulled it down. My hands stroked their buttocks and my fingers always found the folds between their cheeks and stroked them there.
Sara sighed. Her hands slid over my shoulders and grazed the blouse. Now Sara’s lips were on my breast approach. Slowly her hands wandered over my hips, then the Legs Along and on the back of my thighs up under my mini skirt. While Sara stroked my buttocks and spoiled my breasts with her mouth, I somehow helped her out of her t-shirt and admired her beautiful breasts. They may have been as large as two half apples;Exactly in the middle, the two -mark -sized atmosphere were found that were crowned by two beautiful, peas -sized nipples.
I felt the urgent desire to kiss Sara’s breasts, but at the same time I didn’t want her caressing to stop. Sara now only wore her string. As they kissed my breasts, her fingertips gently stroked my legs from my back my legs to reach into my panties and take it out of it. I had also freed Sara from her string too. When my hand slid between her legs to stroke her there, I could feel that Sara had actually shaved.
Only a narrow strip of light blue curl (as I should see later) adorned her otherwise completely smooth pussy. When my finger stroked her clitoris, Sara groaned briefly. She straightened up, kissed me and pressed me onto the bench. Then she knelt in front of me. After kissing my breasts again, Sara put my legs on her shoulders – not without spoiling any knee throat with her kisses – then her mouth slowly wandered along the inside of my leg.
Sara now kissed my stomach;Her tongue played with my belly button when suddenly a announcement was heard: “Venerated guests, we would like to point out that we continue in thirty …”!”, I whispered,” please, please continue … “Sara abstained any comments. She didn’t seem to have noticed the announcement at all. Her tongue now dealt intensively with my clit. Two fingers of her left hand were in me. When I opened my eyes briefly, I saw that Sara stroked herself with the right.
For a while it was mine orgasm Rolled up and down in me and the temptation was great to just add me and let him out. But I didn’t want it to stop, I wanted to feel Sara as long as possible. But when I watched how she stroked herself, sometimes spread the labia with a show and ring finger and caressed her clit with the middle finger, sometimes one or two fingers in her pussy, I could no longer hold back and let it happen.
With a long moan (much would rather have shouted loudly) I came in my life more powerfully as never before. At that moment I felt, like Sara came with a quiet moan, I felt her heart beat even more violently under her chest and her pelvis twitched so much that she almost flew around. Nevertheless, Sara didn’t stop kissing my pussy and stroking herself. We must have come at least a minute, at least it felt that way.
Exhausted Sara slipped on her buttocks. She sat in front of me with a heavily breathing, with a heated face, leaning against the wall of the locker room with spread legs spread. Now I could look at her in peace. I had never experienced before and certainly not guessed that a woman could excite me – now I saw myself one better taught myself. Just looking at Sara’s body excited me again. So we sat opposite each other and just looked at each other.
Suddenly Sara pressed a hand on her pussy and came again. That excited me even more. Unfortunately we had to get dressed again. When Sara bent down in front of me and stretched out her bare buttock. I noticed in Sara’s way of moaning that they enjoyed my tenderness. While my hands stroked her breasts and stomach, I had arrived on her pussy with my tongue.
As deep as I could, I put my tongue in her pussy and pulled it out again. In and out. Very slowly. Suddenly Sara came so violently that she literally vanished me back. She didn’t seem to have noticed. I quickly leaned forward to kiss her between her cheeks. We let ourselves slide on the floor and Sara landed on my lap. I took her in my arms and kissed her neck as I pressed my hand on her pussy.
So Sara came in my arm a fourth time. “Ladies and gentlemen, we are now closing. Please go to the outcome. “We quickly got dressed. Sara was briefly on the toilet. Then we left the outdoor pool. Sara drove me home. In front of my parents’ home she dropped me off. After looking around briefly, she gave me a cozy kiss and then cycled at dusk. I was sad that Sara was just disappearing, I would have loved to see her again and now I stood there without any information.
I just knew her first name … When I moved out in the evening, I noticed a little note in my pocket while cleaning up my bikini. I almost threw it away because I recognized the receipt in him. At the last moment I discovered some handwritten lines. Dear Bettina, I read there, I think I fell in love with you. It all gets me pretty messed up, that has never happened to me … I would love to be your girlfriend so much.
If you want to see me again, just call. Your Sara. My heart beat faster. So Sara was just like me. With a mixture of cozy feelings and an excitement I lay down in bed. I couldn’t fall asleep for a long time. In my head there were only Sara and the firm resolution to call her the next day …
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