My name is Leah, your ordinary high school girl. I’ve had this crush on my super hot neighbour, Michael for what seems like forever but too shy to act on it. He is a year older and we are friends but that’s it. I have had a few boyfriends but none of them stayed too long, ‘cos eventually they wanted to do it and, insanely, I couldn’t bear the thought of losing my virginity to anybody else but Michael.
Never thought it was him who would take it indeed...
I CAN’T wait... I can’t wait...
My heart was pounding hard as I raced to my room, pre-cum dripping hotly already from between my legs... God, I’m a sex maniac...
But I couldn’t help it... I needed to touch myself badly after seeing Michael half naked, falling asleep without a care in the world, right there on his back yard.
I was only gazing around mindlessly, caught the sight of him and before I knew it I was day-dreaming for almost 20 minutes!
He had gotten up quite suddenly and I, scared that I’d been caught peeping, quickly raced off the balcony into my room.
Goodness, he had the most beautiful body I’ve ever seen!
I thought with him going off to college and I becoming a senior, I would gradually get over him and my... curious obsession but, boy, did he come back hotter than he was before! Maybe it’s something college did to you, I don’t know.
I took off my T-shirt and removed my short, revealing a laced bra and a matching bikini panties, both in black, contrasting my milky white skin... I was tugging with the hook of my bra as I closed my eyes, thinking of Michael’s muscular body...
He had been lying there, no T-shirt, wearing only a tight cut-off, button unfastened... he had the sexiest waist and with only his hips holding the cut-off on, my mind instantly flew to the thought of pulling the denim off his legs...
Once in his sleep, he threw his hands up over his head, stretching that gorgeous frame and down came the cut-off, straining against his hip... and I had waited breathlessly, hoping somehow the zipper would pop open...
Oh, god... My hand ran across my neck toward the back of my head as my frustration built on... what is wrong with this bra...? Finally I yanked the straps impatiently and simply pulled them off...
The breeze coming from the open window seemed like a gentle caress on my exposed breast and I sat on my bed, running my eager hands on my tits, pinching at the hardened nipples...
Soon, hands became unsatisfactory and I visualised Michael’s red, wet mouth closing on my nipple... Moaning softly, I leaned against the headboard; spread my legs, squeezing my breast like mad...
Another hand strayed down toward my drenched panties and started yanking it off my body... I liked wearing sexy undies, though there wasn’t anyone to show them off to yet, and this pair was no different... it was a bikini, laced alluringly and as tight as second skin... With my other hand busy playing with my tits, it took a long time removing the little clothes off my crotch...
Especially when I was distracted with the fantasy of Michael’s warm, strong hand pulling it off me...
“Let me help you with that.”
I shrieked and sat up immediately. My eyes almost popped out when I saw it was him. It was Michael, standing right there in my room...
...his cut-off hanging loosely on his muscular thighs, his hand cradling his engorged cock!
I was fascinated with the sight that I couldn’t talk at all. My eyes glued at his massive organ, long and thick, about 9 inches and as fat as any vibrator I’ve ever seen...
