
I was 16 at the time and had only really been interested in sports. Rachel was the same age and good at math, so that evening when my parents were away at a concert, she came round to my house to help with the homework. Sitting on the bed, she spotted a soft porn mag of my father's that I had rescued from the bin. 'Do you enjoy wanking?' she asked. I was shy but had to admit that I did, whereupon she asked if she could watch me do it. Surprising myself, I got my cock out, laid on the bed, and started stroking it. She watched with interest and was soon to see wads of come spurting from my dick. She carefully cleaned me up with some tissues and asked if she could touch my now sagging dick.
I had never been with a girl before and the excitement was incredible. She started to stroke me as I had done before, and within a couple of minutes I was spurting more come all over my belly. Once again she obliged with the tissues and asked if I would like to touch her. How could I refuse? She pulled her short skirt up to her waist and opened her legs, exposing her white panties. She put my hand on her crotch. I was surprised because she was very wet and I thought she had peed herself. She was obviously enjoying it with the noises she was making. After a few minutes she asked me if I wanted to do it. She removed her panties and lay on the bed with her legs wide open. She told me to climb on top and do what I read in the magazine.
Getting on top was easy, but I couldn't find her cunt with my cock. After considerable squirming and help from her hand, I was inside her. The feeling was exquisite and I couldn't help but thrust away quickly. I came again within seconds of entering her. All I wanted to do now was sleep, but she undid her blouse and lifted her tits from out of her bra and put my hands on them. Till then I had been shrinking inside her but now things were starting to happen again. My cock was hard again and I started to slowly move inside her. She insisted I leave town at once and take up lodgings with my aunt and uncle in Bel-Air.
As the taxi approached, heeding my beckoning whistle, I could discern the word 'FRESH' emblazoned upon its license plate, and took particular note of the pair of plush novelty dice which hung from the rear-view mirror. I was a bit taken aback by these strange omens, but quickly put them out of my mind as I cheerfully called to the driver: 'To Bel-Air, my good man!'
We arrived safely in Bel-Air at dusk, and as the driver came to a stop in front of the house where I was to live, I left him with the words: 'Farewell, sir. Perhaps my nostrils shall delight in your aroma once more!' To be sure, it was a long journey, and as I gazed upon my estate in all its splendor, I knew once and for all that my rightful place was on the throne - as the young scion of the great and mighty kingdom of Bel-Air!
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Tue 4 Sep 2007, 23:23,
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I had never been with a girl before and the excitement was incredible. She started to stroke me as I had done before, and within a couple of minutes I was spurting more come all over my belly. Once again she obliged with the tissues and asked if I would like to touch her. How could I refuse? She pulled her short skirt up to her waist and opened her legs, exposing her white panties. She put my hand on her crotch. I was surprised because she was very wet and I thought she had peed herself. She was obviously enjoying it with the noises she was making. After a few minutes she asked me if I wanted to do it. She removed her panties and lay on the bed with her legs wide open. She told me to climb on top and do what I read in the magazine.
Getting on top was easy, but I couldn't find her cunt with my cock. After considerable squirming and help from her hand, I was inside her. The feeling was exquisite and I couldn't help but thrust away quickly. I came again within seconds of entering her. All I wanted to do now was sleep, but she undid her blouse and lifted her tits from out of her bra and put my hands on them. Till then I had been shrinking inside her but now things were starting to happen again. My cock was hard again and I started to slowly move inside her. She insisted I leave town at once and take up lodgings with my aunt and uncle in Bel-Air.
As the taxi approached, heeding my beckoning whistle, I could discern the word 'FRESH' emblazoned upon its license plate, and took particular note of the pair of plush novelty dice which hung from the rear-view mirror. I was a bit taken aback by these strange omens, but quickly put them out of my mind as I cheerfully called to the driver: 'To Bel-Air, my good man!'
We arrived safely in Bel-Air at dusk, and as the driver came to a stop in front of the house where I was to live, I left him with the words: 'Farewell, sir. Perhaps my nostrils shall delight in your aroma once more!' To be sure, it was a long journey, and as I gazed upon my estate in all its splendor, I knew once and for all that my rightful place was on the throne - as the young scion of the great and mighty kingdom of Bel-Air!

but thanks for the little autograph i got from freebs today
edit: and yet i read it all. fresh
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Tue 4 Sep 2007, 23:24,
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edit: and yet i read it all. fresh

:(
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Tue 4 Sep 2007, 23:31,
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sounds dubious.
no fret, you can do your own card if you like!
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Tue 4 Sep 2007, 23:33,
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no fret, you can do your own card if you like!




Otherwise google says you've been on voyeur-russian.com

No references to bel-air at all.
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Tue 4 Sep 2007, 23:45,
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You should write a song about it!
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Tue 4 Sep 2007, 23:34,
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its not big and its not clever.
Oh wait no, yeah sorry it is.
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Tue 4 Sep 2007, 23:36,
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Oh wait no, yeah sorry it is.