—– The trip to my house was a blur. Although I pointed out turns as we came up on them, I felt as if I was in a trance. I was startled when the bi...e cruised into my driveway where I normally parked my Porsche. With unsteady legs, I climbed off and tried to figure out the helmet strap until he gently moved my hands and loosened it himself. After Keven set the helmets on the seat of the bike, I started toward the front door. It seemed like it was a hundred miles away, and I was so tired that I. I can’t remember a time when I was ever one of the guys. The dudes I knew hung out in testosterone fueled packs. I was a total loner. I had no interest in sports. Never played them. Watching them was boring. I just hung-out in my parents’ basement writing code.I’m as dense as any fellow when it came to the labyrinth that is the female mind. But my nerdiness attracts them. I think it’s the opposite of the “bad-boy” effect. I am so far from being a bad-boy that I intrigue certain elements of the. I was old enough to be her father but it did not seem to matter to the slut. We chatted a few times in the library late at night while studying at the individual booths. She always had that glow on her face. One night we were leaving the library at the same time, around two in the morning, it was in May towards finals. We were talking about stress so I asked her if she had a boyfriend and she said “I wish, none of these boys know what I need”, I laughed at her, I knew exactly what she needed.. The restraint within her elapsed, and succumbed to the pleasure! She said “aah, Nani! Ummm, go slow”. (Nani is my nickname). I had to go slow to prevent myself from shooting as that was my first time going that intense as in childhood, she didn’t have these sizes as she was thin. I went down to her navel, licked and sucked at her bellybutton, got onto her face and smooched her fully exchanging saliva. There was quite a moment when we looked at each other’s eyes with saliva dripping from our.