Teresa wasn’t the best at orienting herself or following directions. She got kinda lost trying to find my place. When she finally arrived she was pretty wiped. Petite…Athletic. Beautiful eyes. She had this cute little skirt on. I baked a pizza, frozen. She cuddled up next to me and we watched a show. It was pleasant to be with her. Alongside Elfman’s sentiments, she made me feel so good. We went to bed. I asked if she had a change of clothes, but she didn’t. She laid in bed fully clothed. I lied and said I can only sleep naked. I asked if that bothered her. She claimed it did not. I told her she could disrobe if she pleased—that I could get her pajamas if she wanted. I helped her out of her skirt. It was actually more of a dress. As her brassier fell off, I had the pleasure of gazing upon her exotic form. Her darkened nipples contrasting her olive skin. Such young and healthy skin. Not a single blemish to be found, with Grecian form. I asked to touch, she consented and I gently fingered her breasts.

She professed she had ever only stayed the night with girls. She straddled me—we kissed, my hard cock pressing tight to her vulva through the linens and her blue panties. I asked if she wished to see it. She desperately wanted to, but cautiously asked about child prevention. I introduced my Trojan friends. Then she was wary about letting me gaze upon her cunt. She was afraid she was deformed. Oh, but what a gem—as she pulled at her cunt cloth I saw a dark olive lotus between her thighs. Her inner labia hung low past her clam lips. Her pussy, light chocolate flower with a strawberry center—what precious pink flesh hidden away. I insisted she had a gift to cherish, she started to come around. I offered up my cock and she began to suck for the very first time. Her wetness reminded me of the first time we kissed years back in a motel pool. My first real kiss. She said she still retained her virginity. I was going to give her a gift. I took her lips in my mouth while my cock was in hers—she quickly spun around.

     “What are you doing?” she giggled.

Such innocence. We laid a towel down and I showed her how to put the helmet on the spelunker. I eased into her tightness. She moaned. It was slow, passionate, but no blood surfaced. I was perplexed, but understandable to the possibility. I fucked her several times that night. She had such a small bubbly little ass. I found her to be adorably cute. I made her breakfast in the morning. Then she departed for work. I haven’t really seen her since.