Her voice drove him mad ... she was either unaware of the sultry, sticky way that she spoke, or she just did it to rub in the fact that he would never... have a girl like her. Even when she just said hello, her voice dripped sex, and Patrick sometimes found himself erect just from a conversation with the girl."Hey Holly," Patrick had replied. "I'm just working on fixing my watch."He cursed himself - he'd opened up the floodgates. Now Holly was going to let everyone know that Patrick, the nerdy. Please forgive me if my stories are not what you are used to read here. I will try as far as possible to write in the spirit of the site – which is primarily sex – I will try to be a bit graphic and describe a bit some of my sexual encounters – I am not particularly good at sexting…but will see how it goes.I will however be preserving my identify and all the protagonists of my stories. I won’t be giving any names. If you do appreciate my first go at story writing, then please send me your. I of course did and he left the room. A piece of ass. The week went fast. Blow jobs for the beans and rice boys and sometimes a fuck. The progression of larger anal toys and heavier weights for my labia. My pussy lips were being stretched as was my asshole. By the last day of the biggest anal toy I was sure I could have a baseball bat shoved in there easily.I figured out that there was a reason for this. I know my time for the stage was approaching and I just wish I knew what to expect. There. “Yes I am”, he replied. Conversation was just general but he did notice that each time she moved, physical contact was on the agenda and although he didn’t comment each time she bent over the evidence of her braless state was very obvious, her tits hung so invitingly. The chance of taking her activities any further was a fleeing thought that he didn’t think would bear fruit. As he left she did ask for his number, which he gave her at the same time scribbling her’s down in the small notebook.