I knocked on the door. Liz answered in a towel her hair up a messy bun. "Come in Zacky." She pulled my arm guiding me upstairs into her bedroom. Her towel fell to the ground and she was in her underwear. I followed her to her bed. "Can you help me brush my hair?" Her head on the pillow. I didn't answer. I climbed onto her bed. Looking into her eyes. A smile appeared onto her face. I undressed myself. " This is really happening I thought" "ah ah ah ah " she moaned. I rubbed her beautiful brown head. Her head moved up and down the pillow. "Don't stop" she thought. She closed her eyes."Ahhhhhhh ah ah " she continued moaning. Her hand appeared on my back, pressing me toward her. She could feel me inside her. She liked it. " zac - k - y." I loved how she nicknamed me. She wouldn't let go of me. This was pleasure.
I was inside of her. I breathed her name. Rubbing her beautiful brown locks. Her hand reached up to my hand. My hand was brought down to her lips. She kissed it as i looked into her eyes. I placed my hand on her pillow. I loved her before anything like this happened. I really loved her. I leaned down and slipped her a kiss. Thinking she would just kiss me. She pulled me closer. My mouth followed her tongue. It went in my mouth. I massaged her tongue, tasting her breath. Both of her legs wrapped around my butt. I placed my hand on her legs. Her hands were in my hair. " Harder , harder" she breathed into my mouth. I didn't want to put her in pain. But on the other hand I didn't want to stop feeling this way. She wanted me. Her hands were on my butt , pushing me inside of her. Her head was rolling around on the bed. Her reaction was making me really hot. She came. "Ahhhhhhh ahhhhhhh " she yelled. We stopped. I looked at her. She was smiling. "I love you." She breathed pulling her face toward me. I could see a big smile appearing on my face. I left later that night. Her home was done and so was I. Liz family invited me for dinner later that night. Liz sat next to me that night. My hand appeared in her panties. She was wet. "Can you pass the salad?" She asked me. Liz was a very sexual mature girl. She was my Nymphet.
