Manmoirs: The Hood

September 2005 started out with record temperatures in Southern Ontario. The girls were wearing very little in the classroom and I was paying little attention to the teacher. Welcome to Senior year. I had one elective class to take. Looking around the room I saw nobody I knew so I sat beside the cutest girl I saw. Melissa was a transfer student from a rival University and was a year older than me. Blond hair, 5″8, skinny with a cute little ass when she wore jean shorts. We hit it off right away and exchanged numbers for “studying”. I, of course, had other things on my mind. We met on-campus a few days later for a coffee, and she started unloading her personal past on me. The reason she transferred was because she broke up almanbahis şikayet with her boyfriend, he lost his mind and she ran away. That prompted me to start looking over my shoulder – and hers. What I gathered from the conversation was she could use a guy friend, but also a guy friend’s touch that wasn’t her ex-psycho boyfriend. Before we left, she invited me over to her place on the weekend to go over some notes for our first quiz. “Bring your swim trunks. We have a pool.” “We? Is this a party?” “No. I live in my uncle’s basement but they’re off to BC to see my cousins, their kids.” “I look forward to seeing you in a swimsuit, Melissa.” “Who says I’ll wear one?” She gave me a little wink and walked away. Saturday almanbahis canlı casino afternoon arrived and I drove over to her place. The temperature dropped a little bit and I wasn’t sure if we’d hit the pool. Melissa walked me to the backyard, and her ass and legs looked tremendous. I kept my composure but in my head I couldn’t shake the fact that I wanted to fuck her brains out. We dipped into the pool and it was FREEZING. She immediately jumped into my arms and we rubbed up close. My boner was on high alert, and she gave me a look that said she noticed what was under my trunks. “Let’s head to the garage. I have some extra towels there.” In her garage there were a bunch of clean towels, some backyard supplies almanbahis casino and an old Mustang convertible. I wasn’t much of a car guy so I wasn’t sure what year the car was made. All I knew is it was an older car and it looked to be in pristine condition. Melissa was shivering even inside the garage so I went over to rub my hands down her arms covered with a towel. Then I moved closer, and she leaned in for the kiss. We started making out right then and there, and all of a sudden both our towels were on the ground. I pulled her swim top right off and she dug her hands inside my shorts to pull on my rock hard cock. “You’re happy to see me.” “You have no idea.” Our kissing got intense. Tongues dancing in one another’s mouth, hands touching everywhere and my picking her up and placing her on the hood of the Mustang wasn’t something I planned. I just did it instinctively. And she wasn’t resisting. I pulled her swim bottoms off and placed two fingers inside her vagina.