1. Isabelle


    Date: 2/1/2015, Categories: True Story, Romance, School, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: DJ2448, Rating: 90.2, Source: sexstories.com

    up and put our shoes on, exiting through the front door. It was a relatively warm day out, at least for it being January, with a high of 45 degrees fahrenheit so I didn’t bother with a coat, just a hoodie and a t-shirt. Isabelle went out in her thin dress that offered seemingly little in terms of warmth. “You sure you’ll be ok in just that?” I asked. “Oui, this is what I normally wear in France,” she replied as we headed down my driveway. We talked about mostly our schools and lives while we walked past the other houses and trees on our way to the park. When we got there, my friend Robby, Kyle, and Kyle’s girlfriend Amanda were already there, hanging out with each other on the swing set. “Who’s the girl?” asked Robby, who was swinging almost vigorously. “This is Isabelle.” I said as Isabelle awkwardly waved to them with a crooked smile, “She’s the friend I told you guys about from France.” I could see out of the corner of my eye Isabelle’s smile grew wider when I said I had talked about her. “Well, hello there, I’m Robby” Robby said jumping off the swing with his hand out. Isabelle shook his hand and smiled as Kyle and Amanda came off the swings to greet her. For a good hour or two, we all just hung out around the park, talking, mostly about what France was like. Isabelle really hit it off with them. “So, you hitting that?” Robby whispered jokingly when Kyle and Amanda were showing Isabelle some games. “Jesus fuck, Robby, she’s been my best friend for like years, that’d be ...
    like doing your cousin or something,” I replied, admittedly over reacting a little. “Jeez, Lucas, take it easy,” he said laughing, “no need to get so defensive.” Of course Robby would ask me that question. He was, after all, probably my most perverted friend. At that moment, Isabelle came back with Kyle and Amanda tagging closely behind them. She smiled at me widely, not helping my point to Robby. “I am so cold,” she said, coming in for a hug. “Here, take my hoodie,” I said trying to get her off politely as Rob nudged my shoulder. “Merci,” she said, as I pulled it over her shoulders. It was a little too big for her, but she wasn’t complaining. The sleeves came over her hands entirely and occasionally she would flap them together for entertainment. “It smells so good,” she said, pulling the hood over the side of her head to her mouth and nose. Robby nudged me again. The length of my hoodie and the shortness of her skirt made it look like she wasn’t wearing any pants at all, almost accentuating her slim legs. I noticed Robby adjusting his pants around the crotch area and shook my head honestly surprised that I was surprised in the first place. Isabelle yawned, stretching out her arms over her head and my hoodie pulled up her dress a little, exposing her yellow panties that had a small camel toe outline. Rob’s eyes widened as Isabelle stretched. “It’s only 1:30,” Kyle said, looking at his watch. “Well it is 8:30 in France,” Isabelle replied, adjusting her dress. “Do you want to go ...
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