I looked down, wanted to look at the floor but instead stopped at his waist. Fuck, I wanted him. Now.Slowly I started to undress. The panty first. He ...ad seen and explored that part of my body before.Gripping the seam of my top I pulled it over my head, tossed it on the bed. Now I was as naked as he was, and I felt exposed. I did not dare to look at him.He walked around me, mustered me. Suddenly a smile crept back to my face. My posture changed. I straightened up, stood 'at ease'. I heard him. Wo boli chance mar rahe ho kya maine bola nai direct invite kar Raha hu . Boli dekhenge jab time aayega . Maine bola gym workout ke sath make out and acha sex v jaruri hai figure acha karane ke liye. Wo man gayi boli koshish kar ke dekhenge. Fir maine pucha kabhi kya hai sex? Wo batayi ek boyfriend tha hometown me uske Sath 3-4 bar kiya hai. Par ab break up ho Gaya hai Mai samajh Gaya aag puri lagi hai. Aag ab Dono taraf lagi thi par bich me bhai aur guest diwar the. Fir maine message kiya suno. Now my heart started beating like a scared jack rabbit, and with a breathy taunt I said, “You are, NOT, going to kiss me!” He grinned then looking like a sexy sadistic lunatic. Pressing the knife more into my throat he leaned forward and lightly grazed my lips with his. As quickly as an attacking snake he retreated the knife, flipped it closed and stuffed it into his pocket. Grabbing the side of my face and pulling my hair he took proper claim of my mouth. Devouring it like it was his favorite. Jake is 6ft 4, and muscular, with dark hair. The way our houses are set up. I can see his room from my bedroom window on the second floor. We've hung out a few times, but not too often. He was only around during the summer to visit, who I assumed was his mother and sister. At first I would find any excuse to be outside while he mowed the lawn or cleaned the pool. He often did these outside jobs in nothing but a pair of shorts. His body would glisten in the sun from the sweat dripping down his.