Charlie as he liked to be called; was a good kid. He went to church on Sunday and loved his parents and grandparents and especially loved to play base...all. His favorite team was the Mariners; and as he lived near Seattle that was only proper.Charlie was in his backyard with his baseball bat and a rig his Dad had set up for batting practice the day it all came down. Now Charlie was an only child as complications from his birth left his mother unable to have more children. So his family doted on. It was my first kiss. I was in seventh heaven as my fantasy started becoming reality. After that, I moved back. She was surprised and asked me, “Why did you stop?”I was feeling nervous and scared. Seeing that, she said, “First overcome your fear and then look at me.”I felt relaxed and slowly, smooched her lips for about 10 minutes. It was evening time and it was getting late for her to go back to the hostel. But I requested to her saying that I wanted to make that night very memorable with her.. You don't know how long you can bare our foreplay and say "I'm so fucking wet you better do something about it right now!", I reply with "how about you show me just how wet you are first". You look me in the eye then resting on just one arm, run your free hand over your chest, your fingers lingering on your nipple, before moving and down your stomach and along your inner thigh until it reaches the now visibly damp patch on your bikini. You rest your whole open hand over your pussy and press. As I walked next door, Mr. Kerns came out to get in his car and leave. "You all have fun! Don't work too hard!" He said as he drove away. I went inside to find Mrs. Kern standing in the kitchen in just a robe. I sat on a bar stool and said "Lets get to work." Mrs. Kern had a glimmer in her eye as she looked at me over her cup of coffee. "I can not stop thinking about you, I want to feel you inside me again, I want to feel your cock pumping me full of your cum. But..." She stopped mid sentence..