1. Church Girls are easy (part one)


    Date: 9/8/2015, Categories: First Time, Masturbation, Author: Yubadude, Rating: 100, Source: xHamster

    Church sometimes was more of a social outlet for me. Meet people, make friends and have clean people to hang out with and on occasions, maybe even bed down one. This two part story is one such occasion. As I soon found out, guys are not the only ones with similar intentions. I was young, naive, by no means a &#034Man of the World&#034 at that point in my life. I changed the names. Geographical locations are correct. I guess I made her happy, she made me happy. So it is all good.VAL THE VOLLEYBALL GIRL. One nice thing about attending a metropolitan Church, especially one situated so close to a college campus, is there were lots of people. People my age. In the po-dunk community where I grew up, there were lots of old people, people older than I (five to ten years or so) with little k**s. My old church never really offered me much of anything, except an occasional social outlet. September was always a fun month. School had begun, the new College and NFL season was upon us and the holidays of Halloween, Thanksgiving, Christmas and New Year's Day were soon to be celebrated by, well, everyone. Everyone except me. My summer internship at Aero-Jet (a rocket motor company), was over. I was, in theory, not paid. I did receive a milage allowance, $12.22 a day, so I was able to make rent on my room, had walking around money and splurge and see a movie. I was not broke, I had a sizable nest egg from the liquidation of my parents properties and the buy out from my deceased Father's real ...
    estate business. I did not spend like a wild man. Back on point. The first Sunday after Labor Day was really the first weekend of school and the day spent getting acquainted with new surroundings. There was a fresh batch of people in attendance, mostly girls. In fact the ratio of girls to guys was three to one. Some of the guys were 'looking' some were pathetic losers and a couple, like me, were trying to scratch our way through school. I will forgo the &#034Baby Jesus&#034 stuff and get to the meat of the matter. About 3 PM, I trekked to the local market to find something that would keep for a day or two, maybe eat that night and crack open the books. As I was going through the produce isle, a girl that I had met that morning walked up to me and said, &#034Hi, I remember you from Church, but I did not catch your name.&#034 At that point, she held out her hand and said, &#034I'm Valerie Miller.&#034 &#034 &#034 Well, Valerie Miller I am pleased to meet you, I'm Mark. Mark Andersen.&#034 As we shook hands, she had a smile on her face and she said, &#034It's Sunday afternoon. Why arn't you out with the &#034boys' watching football?&#034 &#034None of the teams on really interest me. I mean, who wants to see Kansas City versus Detroit? No Oakland Raiders, no 49er's. In fact, no California teams.&#034 &#034My thoughts exactly.&#034 I mentioned the Raider game was on the radio and it was halftime so I decided to get in some shopping before preping for school this week. As Valerie ...
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