My name is Leah, your ordinary high school girl. Iâve 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 thatâs it. I have had a few boyfriends but none of them stayed too long, âcos eventually they wanted to do it and, insanely, I couldnât bear the thought of losing my virginity to anybody else but Michael.
Never thought it was him who would take it indeed...
I CANâT wait... I canât wait...
My heart was pounding hard as I raced to my room, pre-cum dripping hotly already from between my legs... God, Iâm a sex maniac...
But I couldnât 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 Iâd been caught peeping, quickly raced off the balcony into my room.
Goodness, he had the most beautiful body Iâve 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 itâs something college did to you, I donât 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 Michaelâs 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 Michaelâs 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 wasnât 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 Michaelâs warm, strong hand pulling it off me...
âLet me help you with that.â
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 couldnât talk at all. My eyes glued at his massive organ, long and thick, about 9 inches and as fat as any vibrator Iâve ever seen...
âHow... how did you...â
He grinned lazily and nodded toward the window. âI was watching you at first.â
I swallowed, âWatching me?â
âYeah, then I decided to join in,â he whispered hoarsely as he climbed into bed, demonstrating the words.
âNo, Michael â â the red, wet, sexy mouth closed on mine lustfully and I fell into bed, helpless under his weight. Iâd had boyfriends Frenched me before but naked in bed with Michael... it was all mighty different! He caught my hands when I squirmed over the sensation and pinned my wrists high over my head. Furthermore, he used his strong chest to arrest me under him and I moaned into his mouth as he crushed my hardened tits...
He relieved me from the frenzy kiss and I was trying, weakly, to again say no when without warning the hot mouth sucked on my nipple and I gasped, arching my back highly.
Michael chuckled mildly and pushed his cut-off down, getting rid of it before he carried on. He licked, nibbled, bit softly... taking as much flesh as he could before sucking on... I threw my head far back and gasped again as he seized the chance to push my legs apart, holding them in place with his knees.
The suckling kept me from sitting up, something I tried desperately when I felt his fingers pushing the crotch of my panties aside. I was very wet down there and Michael groaned when he rubbed at my slit up and down.
It felt so good I was momentarily lost in ecstasy. Michael continued milking my breast while his hand rubbed my pussy as I lied breathless and intoxicated... but soon, the noisy, splashy sound of my juice hit me back into reality and I freaked out.
âMichael â we canât...â