1. Isabelle: Chapter 3


    Date: 2/15/2015, Categories: True Story, First Time, Male/Female, Romance, School, Teen, Teen Male/Teen Female, Virginity, Young, Author: DJ2448, Rating: 93.5, Source: sexstories.com

    as I kept my pace, making her moan and scream as she ran her fingers through her soft, red hair. When she had finally calmed down, all she could say was, “Wow,” and “Oh my God,” in soft, breathy whispers. I kissed her on the lips for a few more seconds as she breathed heavily out of her nose. “I love you so much Lucas,” she whispered, out of breath. “I love you more,” I replied, kissing her as we both smiled widely, our lips still touching as we laughed. I removed my we fingers from her slippery pussy, trailing them up to her breasts, leaving a slick trail of her juices behind. “Undress for me,” Isabelle whispered, our lips barely touching. I smiled at her as I stood up, pulling my tight fitting shirt over my lean muscles. My belt was next to go, clanking all the way down on its descent to my floor. I dropped my pants and boxers, revealing my semi hard cock. Isabelle marveled at it with wide eyes. It may be my lack of confidence, but really I’m just average size. I guess she just hadn’t seen many before, which was a good ...
    thing. Carefully, I lowered myself over Isabelle’s yearning naked body, letting my cock get pinned in between her slit and my stomach. We kept kissing short, gentle kisses, with little to no tongue as we touched and caressed each other’s bodies, exploring seemingly every inch. I loved squeezing her firm ass in my hands while we kissed, taking Isabelle’s breath away as my fingers just grazed along her labia. All of the sudden I realized how comfortable I was with Isabelle. It’s been tensely awkward for the past couple of days, even after we told each other about our feelings, but now, in my room, completely naked and vulnerable, there was nothing else but our love. We put up these fronts, these facades of what is socially acceptable and what is normal, never letting our true, emotional nature breathe. It was awkward and uneasy because everything we truly felt we knew was taboo and inappropriate to the rest of the world. But in that room, with just the two of us, fully exposed, it was freeing; it was magical; it was love…
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