We started chatting till late night and started sharing our secrets and past relationship.About her, She was fair, medium height, skinny type but big ...OOBS!Initially, we didn’t had any such sexual or love feelings. But due to daily chats and sharing each and everything we got more and more close. It leads to the time when we couldn’t stay without talking with one another. Later she uses to joke many times that we should talk less because otherwise, I will fall for you. We both knew something is. ?Do you want to fuck me?? she asked.Alan was both excited and bemused.?I really want to do that but I don?t know how to. I don?t want to? youknow?? his voice trailed off.?You don?t want to see or touch my dick. I get it. That would be gay,?she teased him.She saw the storm clouds developing and she hopped up on the sofa andstraddled him, lowering her face to his and kissed him softly.?Don?t get sulky honey; I know it?s your fist time. Let me take the leadand I guarantee you?ll like it.?. Teeth brushed, clothes aimed at the dresser and I’m asleep, dreaming about being naked on the basketball court, hoping nobody notices. The one I’m guarding (I guess it must be a girls’ team) keeps bumping me. Her team wears silly nightcaps.But then I wake up and what’s going on?I’m still on the court, but also in my bed. But it’s not my gym shorts that are slipping down; it’s my sheet. I crack an eye enough to tell that my door’s ajar, the hall light silhouetting Andrea’s nightcap beside my. Yoda. Uncle!" Scott being my boyfriend, sorta, at the time. That killed the mood in that room quickly. I walked out of the bedroom and went to my own. I changed from jammie pants to shorts. I was so soaked by Yoda's touch it wasn't funny. I dreamed of him that night hard core. I have wanted him since the very first time I met him. I cannot help but flirt with him. We would have late night conversations about relationships. We talked about dating each other, how good we would be together. But.