We had to end it and plan on meeting again. The anticipation of our next meeting kept me in wet panties around the clock. I wanted him. All of him. Ve...y soon.Now to what the story is really about: our first time. We met in a remote location. Close to the lake during the summer. It was a hot, humid Kentucky night. Our emails had escalated to texting a bit. Our friendship had started. I wasn't worried about being alone with him anymore. He had gained my trust. He had earned that trust and he. " Sure," smiled Justin, touching his crotch through his pants. "It wouldbe my pleasure and that's easy. I'm an excellent cook as well for futurereference, as well as quite skilled at pipe cleaning."Down went this new Justina, dropping to his knees and unzipping hispants with his long French nails. When he pulled it out, the guy wasalready rock hard, so when he dropped his pants to his ankles, Justinaimmediately swallowed him.Dirk was quite large, but he handled him no problem, taking him deep. Yes, I can see that. Well, how about some tea?’ she chittered brightly before fleeing to the little nook of a kitchen in back. Oh, crap. This wasn’t at all how she’d foreseen this playing out. Two cool cucumbers, the exchange of a book and some well wishes… curtain falls, players exeunt stage left and right. The End. The proverbial whimper, not a bang. She fumbled about filling the kettle, clattering cups and saucers together as she fought to hold her composure together. Her head was bent over. . Amber broke up with me after school, but I didnt want to cancel. we tell eachother everything. Alex is the only guy I can trust. He knows just about everything. I say, well, let me cheer you up. -tickles- I know every place where hes ticklish. He, -giggles and drops his glass- omg. Stop. he ignores the glass. I say, how about we jump into the pool? I just say that so he can take his shirt off. He does it, and jumps into the pool. I unzip my dress and takes it off, then takes off my heels.