"If you ever want to do anything, just ask." He stared at her, nodded. Smiling, she said, "do you know what I mean?" He smiled back, "yeah, sure."
Nothing happened, he didn't have a clue what she was talking about. Drifted apart, they did.
To this day, he curses himself, how fucking stupid. A sweet Italian girl, dark hair, eyes, sensual lips.
How could he be so stupid? To pass up a clear invitation. To be her first.
They were, what, twelve? Her older sister, fucking his friend. She was sixteen, his friend, also twelve.
The four hung out, Angie was with Jim, they were the ones fucking. So, Nancy and Rich were paired together. Puppy love, they called it.
A few days of close mouthed kissing, french kissing, they knew nothing about. After a few weeks, she offered herself to him. What would it have been like? Rich spent a few years thinking about that, hell, he spent that time palming his cock. Wondering how it would have been.
Second chances, Rich didn't think much on that. But fate, sometimes lent a hand.
A beautiful spring day, (really) Rich walked down to the store. Crossing a side street, he heard his name being called.
Was it a beautiful woman? Looking like a vision? She was very pretty, jogging up the street. Wearing pink sweats, clinging to her body, showing a woman's body. But he had no clue who it was, that changed when she jogged up to him.
Taller, at least four inches since he last saw her. Where did her body come from? She didn't have any breasts at all, when they were together. He certainly looked her over, taking in how beautiful she is.
Small talk, led to Nancy inviting Rich to her twenty first birthday party. Nothing fancy, a party at her parents house, where she still lived.
Very nice party, Rich knew Nancy's family well. Old friends seeing one another, celebrating a young woman's birthday.
Nancy opened Rich's gift, a gold necklace, she kissed him on the cheek, smiling.
Nancy has a big family, three sisters, two brothers. It took some time for all the catching up with them.
It was a few hours later, Rich saw Nancy waving to him. She led him down to the basement. Last time he was down here, it was a group of small rooms, cluttered with toys, clothes, lawn furniture. Now it was one large, finished room. A combo game, family room. Air hockey, ping pong, an old fashioned juke box. "Feel like some music?"
Just like he did years ago, Rich, smiled and nodded. A slow number, they met in the middle of the room, dancing slow and close. Nancy wearing her necklace.
Time apart, regrets, forgotten in one kiss. A french kiss too, they knew what it was now, and how to well.
Nancy saw how Rich looked at the stairs, "everyone is going out." She went back to the juke box, put on a few more songs.
One time, during their puppy love, Nancy wore a bathing suit, they all went swimming in a lake. Nancy had nothing to cover back then, tonight, though, her bra removed.
Full breasts, perfectly round, his mouth sucking a stiff nipple, then the other. Naked together, skin to skin, Nancy stroking his hardness. Lower, he kissed her skin, her extremely tone body. Her aroma, intoxicating, tasting wild on his tongue. Soft lips, dripping with her, moaning as the music played. Legs open, breathing labored as he makes her cum, tasting her sweet release.
Sucking him, dark hair a mask around her, hand gripping around his shaft. She found him long, thick, not being able to get him all in her mouth. A little more then half though, her lips tight around him. Tongue tasting his stretched skin.
"My first," she whispered. Rich looked down, her dark eyes flaming with want. "Never?" she shook her head. Pulled him down, kissing him, taking his senses.
Sweet, silk, tightness, about half in, her barrier, met. "Please." A gasping whisper, nails dug into his back, both shedding a small amount of blood.
"Harder," she pleaded, their bodies pressed together, legs wrapped around his waist. In her, deep, hard, her walls crashing down and around him. Moaning as loud as the music, her warmth, flooded around his cock. Crying out her orgasm.
"Not inside," in so deep, never wanting to pull out. He does though, just in time, her hand pumps once. Long, thick cum, coats her stomach, some landing on her breasts. "MMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMMM," she whispers, "that was a long time coming."
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