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Being an older man (all of 23), the girls often flirted with me in a friendly and harmless way. One in particular named Emily was the most aggressive. She was a tiny young thing, not much over 5 feet tall and 90 pounds soaking wet, but sexy and cute with shoulder length blond hair, perfect legs, a well-rounded young ass and small but noticeable swells for tits. Even though she looked much younger than she was, I found myself jerking off more than once while imagining doing all types of perverted things teen chat sites her body.
One day when my shift ended Emily asked if I could give her a ride home. Her parents were gone until late that night and she didn’t want to walk. She looked stunning standing in front of me dressed in skin-tight white shorts and a red cloth halter that tied in the back. In the car she turned out to be a non-stop talker, primarily gossip about who liked who and stuff like that.
We finally arrived at her place. When she went to get the key from the flowerpot it was missing. She flagged me down as I was backing out and asked me to help her get in, which I eventually did through a second floor window. Emily offered me a soda. As we were standing in the kitchen, Emily started african american teen chat rooms again. I was about to leave when she said something that peaked my curiosity.
“You know what? I’m a really good kisser. Anyway, that’s what all the guys tell me.”
“Oh yeah? All the guys? So how many guys have you kissed?”
“Quite a few,” she replied smiling african american teen chat and biting her lower lip. “Well you know,” I told her, teasing back, “The only way I could verify your kissing skills would be to kiss you myself.”
She put her hands together and bent her shoulders forward looking away timidly.
“Do you want to kiss me? I… I wouldn’t mind.”
She was pushing this game further than I thought she would, but I wasn’t going to back down.
“Maybe. But I have to warn you that I’ve teen chat sites a lot of girls. How do you know you’ll measure up?”
Emily walked over to me and looked up with her bright blue eyes. At 6’1”, I towered over her. She reached up and put her hands on my shoulders. |
