Alice - Sex Stories

Alice

... that she ate her fruit salad and didn't seem to wait for my answer had something to do with my recovery. &#034Eeeh, Alice, I don't know what to say. It's too much. I don't understand. But if you are serious I would gladly come with you.&#034 &#034Of course I am serious! You shouldn't doubt that. No, calm down, no harm is done. I forgive you. Well that is settled then. OK, the party starts at 10 p.m. You have your own car? An old Mustang? Right. I'm sure you know my address. I thought so. Be there at 8 p.m. sharp. My mother will want to talk with you. Don't displease her with coming late.&#034 The rest of the lunchbreak we talked about school, teachers, everyone we knew. I had the most wonderful time of my life. The sight of her, her smile, her perfume, her soft hair, delicate skin, lovely nose… And her lips... I would have given my left leg to kiss them, only once. I believe the rest of the week lasted a dozen years. But finally it was friday evening. I had spent the entire afternoon picking the right clothes, showering, choosing a fresh deodorant, showering again, shaving meticulously, taking another shower just to be sure, combing my hair, deciding I definitely didn't need another shower but taking it anyway, etcetera. When my mother watched me struggle she just smiled. &#034Mooooom!&#034 &#034It's alright, it's alright. She must be very beautiful. I wish you all the luck. You will need it, hihihi.&#034 Well, that was certainly what I needed to be confident. Don't laugh, ...

... but I waited around the corner to make sure my arrival would be perfectly on time. The beeps on the radio told me it was exactly 8 o'clock when I stopped my car in front of her house. I had never been in such a house. It was huge. Built here it must have cost a fourtune. And as far as I knew Alice had two s****rs. By the look of the house I decided they all had to have three bedrooms which also left enough space to have a dozen guests. There had to be a pool in the backyard, and the garden was no doubt big enough to build two more houses, both with their own yards. The house was white, had pillars and all and looked like the residence of a senator or something like that. And I was sure that the first neighbours would call the police if I didn't leave my car at once. A car like that, old and dirty (dirty!, I forgot to clean my car!) was something that couldn't belong in this street. When I was close to the door it already opened and Alice appeared. Short skirted, casually clothed, relaxed and soooo beautiful that I hardly could walk. &#034Come in! Right on time, my mother will be pleased. Please follow me.&#034 I tried not to look at her bottom but it was hard. You know, a bottom like that is a piece of art. It's a sin not to admire it. But at the same time it's also a sin to do it, since it makes you looking at a girl like a piece of meat. I didn't want to be caught by Alice so I glued my eyes at the back of her head. It was a long walk. We crossed several halls and rooms but ...