Chapter 1. Introduction(s)
- Mom I'm home!
- Nice honey, how was school?
My mom was at the kitchen entrance with her big white smile greeting me.
I come from a wealthy family. My mom, Claire, is a doctor, an urologist to be more specific. She owns a couple of clinics in London and is very well succeeded. She is 44 years old, light brown hair and beautiful green eyes. She is in very good shape, she works out a lot and has done a couple of plastics too to keep things in place. She has a beautiful set of natural boobs, (not too) big and firm.
My dad, Robert, to whom she has been married for 23 years, is a chief police officer in one of the fanciest London boroughs. He is a very strict man, with 49 years old and with a bit of a belly already on him.
My name is Mary, born and raised in London, United Kingdom. I recently turned 18 years old, and I am currently doing my A2 levels on one of the best and most expensive schools in London. I am a top class student and after my A level I want to go to Cambridge or Oxford.
I am 5ft4, very light brown, almost blonde hair and green eyes like my mom. I have a very beautiful face, so they say, and on top of it I have a very nice body. I work out a lot at the gym, I have a nice round firm ass and a big pair of firm boobs. I am that girl that you stare at the street and every boy knows me at school.
- Are you staying for dinner Mary?
- No mom, I am just going to take a shower and I am leaving to meet Luke.
I had a nice hot shower, making myself nice and clean, put on my pink thong and bra and some nice clothes, and left the house kissing my mom goodbye.
Luke, my boyfriend lived 2 bus stops down the road.
Like me, he comes from a wealthy British family, and our parents are long time friends. We have been together for almost 3 years now.
- Hey babe - he opened the door for me with his gorgeous smile.
I said hello to his parents and we went up to his room.
Luke is 6ft1, a ripped body, he goes to the gym almost every day and he plays football.
He is blonde with beautiful blue eyes. Together we make the perfect couple, the typical prom queen and king.
When we got to his room, he locked the door behind us and put some music on.
He started feeling my body with his strong hands. Started kissing me gently, went down to my neck.
His left hand was on one of my tits, and the other hand was grabbing my ass. I had my hands around his neck, feeling his muscles against m body was so hot.
I took his shirt of and started kissing his strong hard chest. My hands feeling his 6 pack abs. He loved that I worshiped his body, and I did!
He took my shirt off, and undid my bra. My boobs became free and he dived right into them. He licked them, kissed them, grabbed them, he always went crazy on them.
Then he moved down to my stomach, undid my trousers and pulled them down together with my thong.
I barely had any body hair, but still I had my pubes removed. My pussy was already wet from all this fore playing. He slid a finger gently through my clit and I shivered. He got up and sat on the edge of the bed in an inviting position.
I walked towards him, got down on my knees and undid his pants.
He was already hard and his 6 inch circumcised penis was pointing straight at me.
Luke was the first, and only, guy I had sex with. I thought sex with him was good, it felt good, but it was never as great as I heard my friends talking about. I thought they were exaggerating to make them look better than the rest.
We usually had sex once a week, but I was never addicted to it nor was looking forward to it every day.
I started jerking his penis up and down with my hand and he had already pre-cum coming out.
I knew his penis wasn't big, he was average. I obviously saw other penises before on TV and porn. The ones on porn were way bigger but I thought it was out of normal and that is why they got to become pornstars.
- Come on baby, suck me.
He loved that I sucked him. I started licking the head, teased him a little bit, and then started sucking deeper. He was moaning all the time and I felt his penis getting harder and pulsating.
He pulled out as he was about to cum.
- Lay down babe, I want to fuck you - he said with a naughty smile.
He put a condom on, we never had sex without a condom because I didn't want to. My mom always told me to had safe sex and I followed her advice.
I laid with my stomach up, and he got between my legs. He started rubbing his penis on my vagina to tease me, and finally put it in. It was really hot, his body humping against mine, feeling his penis in and out of me was really hot. I loved touching his body while we were having sex, feeling his muscles getting more tense and tense as he was getting ready to cum. His breathing getting heavier on my ear while he moaned with pleasure.
I felt his penis contracting and he released a final and long moan of pleasure. We were at it for 10 minutes until he came inside of me.
I had not reached my orgasm, I never did with penetration but I did almost always when he touched me with his fingers. I read it is normal as not all women reached the orgasm with penetration.
We cleaned ourselves up with a cleanex and crashed on the bed to watch a movie,
After the movie I went back to my home.
It was night but my area is very safe so I never had any problems walking on the street alone at night.
I had to wait 10 minutes for my next bus so I decided to walk home, it wasn't too far and would take me almost the same time.
I was already halfway home, I was listening to music on my phone when I noticed there was a man on the bus stop in the dark.
- Dang what is this little hottie doing here alone in the street? - He said as he started walking my way.
It was a black man, with a hoodie and a baseball cap on. He was one of those thugs from those poor boroughs. My first thought was that he was going to rob me or worst.
I was scared to dead and when I saw him coming my way I just dropped the purse I had with me and started running for my life.
I think I never ran so fast in my life. I didn't look back and I only stopped when I was on my door step. I looked back and no one was coming. I ringed the doorbell as I had left everything on my purse. My phone, my wallet, my keys, everything.
I went home crying on my mother's arms.
Chapter 2. I found my bag
I woke up the next day, still couldn't believe what had happened.
Fortunately it was Saturday and I could stay at home to recover from that. My dad was furious when I told him about it and had already had the police looking for my purse and the man.
I had a nice and relaxing day with my mom at the spa and we went shopping. She wanted me to get distracted from what happened. She bought me a new purse and a new phone and that was what I needed to clear my mind from what happened.
We went out for dinner in Soho to end the day perfectly and headed back home to get some rest. When I got home I decided to log into Facebook to tell my friends about what happened to me. My hearth dropped right there. I had a new message from a guy called Jamal. He was black, and he looked like a criminal on his profile picture.
"You dropped your Gucci bag white girl. It's a nice bag but doesn't go well with my Nike's" said his message.
I couldn't believe it! How did he find me on Facebook? I asked him that.
He was online because he answered me straight away.
- I checked your wallet for ID and looked you up, wasn't hard to find a hottie like you.
- The police is looking for my bag and for you so you better give it back.
