She looked up at me with her big, beautiful brown eyes and I knew there was no way I could say no. Her question was, &#034Would you mind showing me around the campus?&#034 My old high school business teacher had asked me to come back and say a few things about college to her classes. One girl, Tiffany, came up to after her class ended. When I first laid eyes on her, she was already nearly at her seat. She was wearing a plain gray T-shirt and and khaki shorts that ended just above her knees. Her dark brown skin was a shock to my senses among the white farmers that populated my school. I had asked the class to go around and introduce themselves just so I could know her name. When it was her turn to introduce herself she said, &#034Hi, I’m Tiffany. My f****y just moved here and I’m a sophomore.&#034 Her soft voice seemed to touch all of my sense. I said thank you and continued on.
\tAfter she asked me to show her around, I asked her if she wanted my number. She seemed taken aback and was unable to answer for a beat. &#034Umm… yeah, I’d like that.&#034 As she said that, a beautiful, shy smile creeped across her face. I grabbed a scrap piece of paper nearby and wrote down my phone number.
\t&#034Here you go, Tiffany. You better not text me too much,&#034 I said with a wink. She said thank you and walked away. Her hair was braided and some of her braids were pulled back and tied behind her head. She wore glasses with a thin, black frame. Out from her shirt stuck two medium-sized lumps that seemed to defy gravity. As she walked away, I got a good look at her backside. Her khaki shorts were by no means loose on her tight body. Her ass, though not small, was a perky pack of flesh that jiggled ever so slightly with each step. Knowing how racist most everyone at my school was, I could only wonder what sort of taunting she endured on a daily basis.
\tLater that night, I was sitting at home when my phone buzzed. I looked at my phone and it just displayed a phone number. The text read, \u201cHey is this Doug? It\u2019s Tiffany\u201d
\tI texted back with, \u201cHey Tiffany! This is Doug!\u201d
\t\u201cOh good. I was nervous.\u201d
\t\u201cDon\u2019t be. So what\u2019s up?\u201d
\t\u201cNothing really. Just bored.\u201d
\t\u201cWell that\u2019s no good. What can we do about that?\u201d
\t\u201cHmm\u2026 I don\u2019t know. Got any ideas?\u201d
\t\u201cMaybe a few. But not with you so far away.\u201d
\t\u201cI wouldn\u2019t mind changing that. Wanna come over?\u201d
\t\u201cAnd do what? Hang out with your parents?\u201d
\t\u201cThey\u2019re gone for the week. I\u2019m home alone. I was thinking we could watch a movie or something?\u201d
\t\u201cThat sounds wonderful! I\u2019ll be right over\u201d
\tAbout a half hour later, I pulled into her driveway. Her house was nestled in the woods (like everyone else\u2019s house). I had a bottle of wine in the passenger seat. I wasn\u2019t sure if I should bring it in or not. I decided to leave it knowing I could get it later if I wanted to.
\tI made it to the door and knocked. After the second knock, the door swung open. There stood Tiffany. I flashed a smile at her and said, \u201cI\u2019ve been meaning to ask you Tiffany, how tall are you?\u201d
\tShe giggled and said, the question should be, \u201cHow short am I? I\u2019m about 4\u201911. But I\u2019m still young so maybe that\u2019ll change.\u201d
\tI put my hand on her shoulder and said, \u201cI wouldn\u2019t change it for the world; you\u2019re perfect just like this.\u201d That same shy smile magically appeared on my face and she invited me in. She was wearing gray cotton shorts that ended just before getting to the spot where her ass stops and her legs begin. A thin white tanktop barely held back the young, perky breasts that I could not stop thinking about.
\tShe said to me, \u201cI\u2019d offer you wine but my mom would notice that some was gone.\u201d
\t\u201cYou know, Tiffany\u2026 I happen to have some white wine in the car. Would you like me to get it?\u201d She said yes and I ran out and got it. When I came back inside, Tiffany was gone. I asked, raising my voice a hair, \u201cTiffany?\u201d
\t\u201cI\u2019m up here! Just getting the TV ready! Come on up!\u201d I looked in the cupboard until I found two wine glasses. With those and the bottle in hand, I flew upstairs and went to the room where I could hear a TV.
\tWhen I entered the room, I was not prepared for what I saw. She was on her bed and she was still wearing the shorts and tanktop but she had added a few pieces to her outfit. She had on black pumps and white knee socks that made my dick strain against my jeans. \u201cI asked some girls that I know you slept with and they said you had a foot fetish and that you love knee socks and high heels. I don\u2019t have any high heels so I borrowed my mom\u2019s they\u2019re a little too big though since they\u2019re a size 7.\u201d
\tI responded, \u201cWell I won\u2019t tell if you won\u2019t. Mind if I join you there?\u201d She nodded her head and then pulled the blankets back. I sat the two glasses down on her desk and pulled a bottle opener out of my pocket. Wine bottle opened, I poured a wine into both glasses.
\tI laid down in her bed and said, \u201cWould you like some wine now, Tiffany?\u201d She said yes and I handed her a glass. Her delicate light brown hands cupped the glass that looked massive next to her small frame. She took a few small sips and then handed the glass back to me. Right when I set it down, I could feel her press her little body against mine. I held my arm up and she laid her head on my chest.
\tA few scenes into the movie, she put her leg over top both of mine. \u201cDoug, you can\u2019t be comfortable in those jeans.\u201d
\tI replied back, \u201cYeah, so?\u201d
\t\u201cWell here, let me help you.\u201d She reached her delicate, small hands down underneath the blanket and undid the button and zipper on my jeans. With seemingly all her strength, she pulled on my jeans and they came off. \u201cThere, that must be much more comfortable,\u201d she said as she laid her head back on my chest and looked up at me.
\tI replied, \u201cYes it is,\u201d and smiled while pulling her tighter to me. Suddenly, out of nowhere, she reached up and kissed me. It was a kiss I was not at all expecting. Long and passionate, her tongue darted into my mouth and stayed there for several seconds, wrapping itself around my tongue. \u201cWell, that was something.\u201d
\t\u201cI\u2026 I\u2019m sorry.\u201d
\t\u201cNo, no. That\u2019s not what I meant. I really liked it. In fact, I liked it so much\u2026\u201d I pulled her on top of me, put on one hand on her lower back and the other one on the back of her neck. She looked up at me with her beautiful brown eyes and smiled. Not the shy smile I\u2019ve seen before but one that stretched from ear to ear. She used her legs to shimmy up my torso so her face was right in front of mine. She closed her eyes and leaned in to kiss me again.
\tI slid my hand down her back and cupped her small, firm ass. I heard her moan and then she drove her hips into me. \u201cDoug, I want you to be my first. You\u2019re just, so handsome and charming. Will you please?\u201d
\tI put on a fake thinking face and said, \u201cHmm\u2026 let me think about that Tiffany… Of course!\u201d She smiled a huge smile and kissed me.
\t\u201cBut first, we have to get these shoes off of you.\u201d She leaned back and stuck her legs straight out towards me. Once I got both shoes off, I started to slowly kiss her feet.
\t\u201cYou actually like my feet?\u201d
\t\u201cOf course, I do. Look at them. They\u2019re so tiny and cute. Everything about you is tiny and cute.\u201d She rolled up towards me and kissed me. She put her small hands on the back of my neck.
\t\u201cDoug, I got this weird feeling when I walked into class today and I saw you. It was like a tingling right below my stomach. It felt really nice. I\u2019m feeling it again, now.
\t\u201cThat just means you\u2019re turned on, baby. Here, this will help.\u201d I gently pushed her off of me and got on my side so we were facing each other. I ran one hand through her hair and with the other hand, I started to pull her shorts down. Once I pulled her shorts down, I saw her panties, I started to get very impatient. She was wearing white panties that were hello kitty themed. I noticed that there was a darker spot right where her pussy was.
\t\u201cOK baby, do you trust me?\u201d She looked up at me and nodded. \u201cGood, sweetie. Now, just roll over.\u201d Once she rolled over, I said to her, \u201cNow scoot back and spoon me, baby.\u201d She looked back and smiled at me. She pushed her tight little ass back against my hard dick and I heard her let out a soft moan. She laid her head down on my arm and slipped her fingers in between mine.
\tOnce she was settled in, I took my free hand and started to tickle my way down her flat stomach. As I moved down her lower stomach, I could feel her grip tighten on my hand. My hand slipped under her panties and I ran my fingers along the smooth, hairless skin just outside her tight, virgin cleft. There was a sharp inhale and her hand reached back and started pulling my hair. \u201cDoes that feel good, baby?\u201d
\tIn between her heavy breaths she managed to say, \u201cYes.\u201d She turned her face up to me and pulled me towards her. She embraced me and slipped her tongue into my mouth. While we were kissing, I lightly traced a finger across her heretofore unviolated clitoris. The moment my finger made contact, I felt Tiffany\u2019s teeth bite down on my bottom lip.
\tListen, honey. I want you to just lay here, OK? I\u2019ll take care of you, baby.\u201d I sat up and grabbed the bottom of her shirt. I pulled it up over her head to expose her young, perfect chest. \u201cNo bra, you were really hoping for this weren\u2019t you?\u201d I started to suck on her left breast, while fondling her right one. She started to let out a low moan and grind her hips into me. I switched my mouth to the other breast. I started to kiss down her torso. Her young stomach was so perfectly flat. I kissed down past her waist. I started to kiss her virgin pussy through her now soaked panties. This drove her over the edge. She pulled my face into her and I felt her legs wrap around my back.
\tI bit the very bottom of her panties and pulled them off of her. Once I got back up to her perfect mound, I took a breath to savor the moment. I started to kiss all around her thighs. Slowly, I moved my mouth towards her wet pussy. I dragged my tongue across her clit and it was if a bolt of electricity shot through her. And that set me off. I slipped my tongue inside her and went to town. When my tongue needed a break I would french kiss her virgin opening. Her breathing got heavier and heavier. Her moans got louder and louder. In a second, she was pulling my hair and squeezing my head with her thighs. And then a second later, her body went limp. I kissed her a few more times, and then moved back up.
\tI was above her and she opened her eyes back up. She took my head in her hands and kissed me. And then she started to kiss my all around my face. Especially my beard, where her delicious juice was still wet on my face. \u201cSo baby, are you ready?\u201d
\t\u201cYes, I am. I want you inside me so bad. I want to know what it feels like.\u201d
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