Finally Fucing Fabi

Everyone in this story is over the age of 18. I hope you enjoy the story.

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I was working at a small human services non-profit in the Midwest. It was my first real IT job after community college. The pay wasn't the best, but it beat working in a call center. The first few weeks were a blur. The agency had never had an IT person on staff. They had always contacted MSPs for their support, so it took a while to get to the point where I could make improvements, instead of putting out fires all day.

Everyone who worked there was nice and accommodating. The make-up of the staff was mostly women, many different ethnicities, and a wide age-range.

One person I took a special interest in was Fabiola. Fabiola (she insists on Fabi) was a young 23-year-old immigrant from Mexico. She came to the country 15 years ago and worked as a social worker. She stood about 5'3", weighed about 110 pounds, and had nice C-cup breasts, long black hair, and brown eyes. She was pleasant to look at; her complexion was perfect, her plump lips and a voice that was heavenly, especially when she spoke Spanish.

We had a few things in common; we were roughly the same age, and we had attended the same community college, although she was there a couple of years before me, and as far as I could tell, we were both single. I didn't get to work with her very often, but when I did, I couldn't keep my eyes off of her. I had often fantasized about what it would be like to have her lips around my cock, or to watch her tits bounce as she rode on top of me.

One day, we were in the copy room. She was standing at the machine, and I was a few steps behind her, waiting patiently for her to finish. She took a step back, coming closer to me. I got a whiff of her scent, and it overwhelmed me. I closed my eyes to savor it. After a few moments, I opened my eyes and Fabi was looking at me.

"Are you OK?" she asked.

"I'm fine," I replied. "I'm just tired." It was the first excuse that came to my mind.

"You should take better care of yourself. Maybe start going to the gym or at least take a walk once in a while."

"Maybe you could give me some pointers at the gym," I said to her. "

I would love to see what she wears to the gym,"

I thought to myself.

"Yeah, I can do that," Fabi responded. "How about tomorrow after work?"

"Uh...I suppose that will work," I said, completely caught off guard by her offer.

"Great," she said. She scribbled the address of her gym on a sticky note and handed it to me. "I'll see you at 6:00 tomorrow night".

"I look forward to it."

The next day rolled around and I didn't see Fabi until the early afternoon. "Don't forget," she reminded me, "6:00 at the gym."

"I'll be there", I replied, not knowing if I really wanted to go.

I arrived at the gym and waited patiently for Fabi to arrive. She arrived shortly after 6:00 and signed me in as a guest. She gave me a brief tour and then we headed to the appropriate locker room to change. She came out wearing a sports bra under a loose-fitting tank top and black leggings that ended at mid-calf. We started a simple workout together. I'd never formally worked out at a gym so I really didn't have any idea of what to do. She corrected my form on a few of the exercises and gave me some tips. The workout took about 90 minutes and I can tell that I'm really out of shape. We said our goodbyes to each other and went our separate ways in the parking lot. As I left, I noticed that she was standing at the front of the car with the hood up.

"What's wrong," I asked.

"I don't know. It won't start," she replied.

I don't know much about cars, but I offered to take a look. I checked some obvious things under the hood, but couldn't diagnose the problem.

"Would you like a ride home, or have you called someone already? Your parents or a boyfriend?"

"No," she replied. "My parents live in a different city, and I don't have a boyfriend."

"

Hmmm, no boyfriend

," I thought. "Let me give you a ride."

"Thank you. That's sweet of you." She gave me directions to her apartment, which was about a ten-minute drive away.

"Thank you for the ride. Can I invite you in for dinner as a way to say thank you?"

"You don't need to do that. It was really no problem." I said.

"I insist. You've always been so kind to me." She gave me a look that I couldn't refuse. "Sure, why not."

"Great!" She said.

I parked the car and she led me to the door, using her keycard to gain access. We took the elevator to the fourth floor and walked down the hall to her apartment. It had an open floor plan with very spartan furnishings. She fixed me a drink and invited me to sit down and relax. "Dinner will be ready in about half an hour," she said. I watched her work her magic. Effortlessly moving throughout the kitchen, placing the final touches on the meal that had been simmering in a Crockpot all day.

We sat down to eat and talked about ourselves, where we were from, what life was like growing up, etc. When we finished eating, I offered to help clean up, but she refused since I was her guest. I tried to excuse myself to leave, but she asked me to stay. She doesn't get a chance to talk to people who aren't down on their luck. I agree and she pours us after dinner drinks. We sat on the couch together and had a wonderful conversation. Soon the conversation lagged, and I noticed she was staring at me.

"What is it?" I asked. She didn't say anything. A moment later, she set her drink on the coffee table and leaned forward to kiss me. I was a bit taken aback by her aggressiveness. I set my drink down and began to kiss her back. Soon, our hands are exploring each other's bodies. I lowered my head to kiss her neck and she let out a quiet moan. I went back to her mouth and I probed it with my tongue. I then put my hands on her tits. They are a nice C-cup. Maybe a little small for some, but they fit my hands perfectly. I massaged them through her shirt and she moaned softly again. I decided to make a move and started unbuttoning her shirt. Just the top button at first, to gauge her reaction. She didn't stop me, so I kept going. After the last button, I slid her shirt off her shoulders. She broke away, took off her shirt, and then laid back on the couch.

I took the cue and leaned over her, sliding my hands under her bra. She started to reach for my stiffening dick through my pants. As I tweaked her nipples, she unbuckled my belt, unbuttoned my pants, and unzipped the zipper. She massaged my dick through my underwear and it stiffened even more. She tried to pull my pants down, but couldn't. I reluctantly stood up (I didn't want to let go of her tits) and pulled them down and stepped out of them. My dick, now fully hard, straining to escape.

"Fabi, I've never done this before," I admitted.

"That's OK. Neither have I. You've always been so kind to me. You're the type of man I want as my first."

I smiled at the compliment. She sat up and removed her bra, tossing it next to her shirt. She then reached out and pulled my underwear down. My 7-inch cock sprang free, standing at full attention

She looked at it curiously, tenderly moving it around. I inhaled sharply at her touch as I'd never had a woman touch me like that. I closed my eyes, enjoying the gentle touch of her soft hands.

"Can I kiss it?" She asked

"If you'd like," I replied. "

Of course, you can kiss it

," I thought. She softly kissed the tip, and then all around the head. She then stuck her tongue out and licked around the head. "I like the taste, she said. "You can put it in your mouth if you'd like," I replied. She did just that, trying to inhale my entire length. She started to gag and quickly moved her head back. I opened my eyes to see what was happening. "Take it easy" I suggested. She giggled at the suggestion. She took my tip back into her mouth and slowly moved down and up the shaft. She licked the tip again and started slowly bobbing her head up and down.

I closed my eyes again, soaking in the pleasure that she was giving me. She reached up with her hand and started stroking me. I moaned with pleasure. After several minutes, I could feel my release building. "Go faster," I gasped. She obliged and started stroking me faster, keeping my tip just inside her mouth, her tongue circling the head. After a couple of minutes of that, I was ready to blow.

"Fabi, I'm going to cum."

She took me out of her mouth and leaned back slightly, still stroking me, and rose up on her knees. I let out a satisfying groan as I shot onto her tits. Three shots painted her tits, and the fourth and fifth covered her hand.

"Oh my god. I'm so sorry. I didn't mean to do that, but so couldn't help myself, "I said, trying to apologize. I was sorry, but I admitted to myself that it was pretty hot seeing her tits covered with cum.

"That's OK. I liked it. Can we do it again?" she asked.

"Give me a while to recover."

She reached her cum covered hand to her nose, sniffing it, and then slowly stuck her tongue out to taste it. She paused for a second, and then her face lit up. She eagerly licked the rest of it off of her hand, and then wiped it off her tits, swallowing everything she could. "Wow," I said. "That was hot."

She stood up and removed her pants. I took the opportunity to remove my shirt, tossing it onto the pile of clothes. She took my hand and laid back down on the couch. I knelt beside her. We started kissing again, our hands continued to explore. Mine started to massage her tits again, but eventually made the way to her panties. They were black, lacy, and sexy. I slid a hand inside and my middle finger found her slit. I stuck one finger inside her, and she groaned.

She reached down for my cock, but I wasn't ready yet. I moved my hand from the top of her panties. Breaking away from kissing, I lowered my head down to her panties. I smelled her pussy. The scent was incredible and indescribable. I started licking and sucking it through the fabric. She bucked her hips slightly trying to give me better access. Eventually, I reached out and grabbed the sides of her panties, and slid them down over her knees and off her feet. I hung them by one finger as a trophy. She giggled at the sight and I flung them over my shoulder.

I reached across her stomach with my left hand and split her pussy lips open. With my right hand, I trailed a finger up her inner thigh and stopped at her open lips. I licked two fingers and then slowly slid them inside her. She shuddered. "That feels wonderful, "she said, her breathing increasing. I slid them in and out a few times, not too deep, but enough for her to know I was there. "I want you. I want you to be my first," She said in between breaths. "Are you sure?" I asked. "Yes, I'm sure," she replied confidently. I smiled and removed my fingers from her pussy. "Here?" I asked. "No. Let's go to the bedroom." My cock was starting to come alive.

She got up and took my hand, leading me back to her bedroom. I couldn't help but watch her perfect ass swaying back and forth. Her bedroom was furnished similarly to the living room. Just a simple dresser, make-up table, nightstand, and double bed. The bed had a couple of pillows and some stuffed animals. She moved the stuffed animals to the dresser. "Are they going to watch?" I asked, jokingly. She laughed. "Probably," she replied. "Can you do it in front of an audience?" "I don't know. I've never done it before. I guess we'll find out together "

She bent over at the nightstand to turn on a small lamp. It provided enough light so that I could see her beautiful body, but it wasn't overpowering. She sat down in the bed and I stepped towards her, giving her a long kiss. "You're sure," I asked again. "Absolutely," was her response, and with that, she laid down on the bed. I took a moment to admire her body. I was amazed that she chose me to be her first. She was so beautiful, and I'm just an average-looking guy. "What are you waiting for?" "I'm just admiring the view."

She reached out and started stroking my cock. By this time, I had recovered, and both the view and her stroking had brought me back to full hardness. I climbed into the bed and she spread her legs. I moved in between them and stuck two fingers into her again, sliding them back and forth. She was already extremely wet. I pulled out my fingers and brought them to my nose, inhaling her scent and then licking her juices off of them. She gave an approving smile. "Take me, please," she said. Almost begging.

I lined up my cock with her pussy and slid it up and down her slit. I can't describe the feeling. "Stick it in me, please," she begged. "You're sure, "I asked again. "Yes. Stop asking and stick it inside of me," she begged. With that final confirmation, I slid my cock inside her until I felt resistance. She shuddered when I entered her. "Are you OK?" I asked. "Yes. Keep going", she replied. I pulled back until just the tip was inside her, and then I thrust forward with one stroke. As I pushed through her barrier, she let out a cry of pain. I stopped after the thrust, enjoying the feeling and letting her adjust. I pulled back and started to fuck her. She started to move her hips up and down, making our combined movements awkward. We figured it out, her stopping her thrusting.

I slowly picked up the pace. Fabi began to moan as I thrust into her. "You OK? I asked. "Ooohhhh" she moaned. "Yes. It feels wonderful". Her moaning continued. I picked up the pace a little more. She wrapped her arms and legs around me. "Más......Más......Más," she cried out. I picked up the pace even more, my cock pounding her like a jackhammer. I started to cry out as my orgasm built. I'm not going to last much longer. "Fabi...... I'm going to cum......, but I don't want to cum......inside you" I said in between gasps. I could feel her pussy starting to lock in on my cock. "Ooooohhhhhh" she cried out. A couple more strokes, and she still had me locked in. "Please!!" I begged. She finally lets me go and I pull out just in time for my seed to shoot all over her stomach. "Ooohhh" I cried out. The orgasm was so intense that I nearly went into convulsions. I had jerked off and cum before, but nothing this intense.

I collapsed on the bed next to her and we both recovered our breathing. She reached down and scooped up the cum off her stomach and ate it. "Yummy," she said, giggling. We lay there for a while, recovering. "That was incredible. It was far beyond what I expected my first time to be like." She finally said. "Me too, " I replied. "You were amazing. Thank you." She got up from the bed and went to the bathroom to clean up. After a few minutes, she came back wearing a black baby doll. I wasn't sure if I should stay or go, so I was mentally prepared to do either.

"You can stay the night if you want," she said, "I'd like that very much. Thank you." I replied. With that, we cuddled together, kissed good night, and fell asleep in each other's arms.

I woke up to the 6:30 alarm on my phone. Fabi was already up and I could hear her in the kitchen. I didn't have any clothes in her bedroom, so I grabbed a sheet, wrapped it around myself, and walked into the other room.

Fabi looked up and said "Good morning. Breakfast?" She was wearing my button-up shirt, but most of the buttons were undone. I couldn't tell if she was wearing any underwear or not.

"Just coffee, if you have it," I said, bleary-eyed

"Of course, I do," she said cheerfully. With that, she turned around to reach a shelf in the cabinet. She raised herself in her tiptoes and the shirt raised up as she reached. I could see that she didn't have any underwear. She poured me a cup and I gladly accepted it. I took a sip and then we sat down at the table. Her in my shirt, me wrapped in a sheet.

"You could have walked out here naked and gotten your clothes. After what we did last night, there's nothing to hide."

"I know, but it would have felt weird." I took another sip, the caffeine starting to kick in. We sat and looked at each other, smiling

"I had a great time last night," she said.

"Me too," I replied. I finished my coffee and got up. "I should probably get home and get a shower."

"You can shower here if you'd like," she offered.

"Thanks, but I don't have a change of clothes here." I grabbed my clothes and went to the bedroom to get dressed. I put on my underwear and pants, then remembered that Fabi was wearing my shirt. I turned to call out to her, and she was already standing in the doorway, my unbuttoned shirt framing her curves, her figure in silhouette from the light of the morning sun behind her. I almost melted when I saw her standing there.

I paused, taking in the site. "You look so tempting," I said, eyeing her up and down.

"Do you have to leave right away?" She asked seductively.

I checked my watch, "I may have a few minutes."

She smiled and stepped towards me. She undid my belt and pants and pulled them down to my ankles. She pushed me back onto the bed, stepped forward, and dropped to her knees. She pulled off my pants and threw them to the side. She then turned her attention to my cock. It was sore from the previous night's activity, but it rose to the occasion. She grabbed it and gave it a couple of tugs, checking its firmness. Satisfied that it was ready, she inhaled it, almost taking my entire length." Oh Fabi," I gasped and tilted my head back at the sensation.

She began to bob her head back and forth, running her tongue along the bottom of my shaft and circling the head. She did that a couple of times and then started to slide her hand up and down my shaft, giving a twisting motion each time. She did that for a while, and then reached up with her other hand and started to play with my balls. I closed my eyes and fell back onto the bed. I was in heaven, enjoying pure ecstasy. I moaned, quietly and first, and then louder as she continued to work on my cock.

After what seemed like both an eternity and a blink of an eye at the same time, I felt that I was going to cum. It hit me suddenly. "Fabi, I'm going to cum!" I barely said it in time. Her lips clamped against my cock. As my climax overtook me, I grunted and groaned as I released my seed for a third time. This time only three shots, my cock jerking each time, but she held firm. She kept her lips tight against my dick as she pulled her head back. She didn't want to lose a drop. I heard a pop as my cock left her mouth. She tapped both hands on my thighs and I looked up. She dipped her head down and swallowed hard, and then opened her mouth and wiggled her tongue, showing me, it was all gone.

"You're amazing, "I said.

"So are you," she replied. She moved out of the way and I got off the bed to finish dressing. Fabi put on a robe and watched me.

She walked me to the door. Suddenly it dawned on me that her car was at the gym. "How will you get to work?" I asked. "I'll take an Uber and deal with my car later. I have a cousin who's a mechanic. He'll take care of it for me," she replied. "OK. I'll see you later." We kissed again.

I made my way back to my car, home to shower and then to work. Later that morning, I received a thick envelope in the inter-office mail. I opened the envelope, and found a plastic bag inside with a note. Opening the note, it simply said, "Something to remember me by," signed F. I looked at the bag, and it was her panties from last night. I opened the bag, and I could smell her scent. I closed my eyes, reliving last night. I closed the bag and put them back in the envelope. "

What a girl,"

I thought to myself.