CALEB or CHELSEA

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CALEB or CHELSEAI first met Caleb in the laundry room of our apartment building and initially thought this was a pretty young girl that I was stealing glimpses at.He had long blond hair that fell over his shoulders, a triangular face, and a pair a big dark eyes. I could not help seeing the resemblance to actress Dakota Fanning, but still I was laboring under the belief that this was a emale, the loose baggy clothing giving me no hint of proportions but I made thhe assumption the she was very flat chested which was a great appeal and never cared for big breasted women. My own preference leaned forward the andrenous tomboy types that liked. If I analzed it to any length might suggest a latent homosexual influence that had yet to be explored but was vaguely conscious of.I was totally fascinated by this creature. We had made eye contact briefly a few times but I became very shy and she returned to the magazine she was lazily flipping through. When I glanced over again I noticed a red bra strap had slipped out from underneath her t-shirt sleeve and hung part way down her orarm. This sight sent an electrical tingle throughout my body.My hestitation to start up a conversation was that I might be seen as some perverted older man trying to flirt with a girl who seemed to be at least eighteen, but this was only a vague guess. Perhaps she was younger. I was never good at this and have flirted with girls who were dangerously young due to this faulty perception, but there was mistaking the emotions I was encountering at this moment. I was letting my imagination run wild and starting to get an erection. I sat in one of the folding chairs in the laundry room and opened a book I had brought along to pass the time, but resmed stealing glimpses over at the girl seated on top of one the washing machines. I became bold enough to now steal quick admiring glances at his legs. The cut off jean shors offered me a stunning view. Her legs were long, smooth, and pale, opened just ever so slightly and I could just imagine the little pink pussy hidden just beyond the layer of denim. These thoughts were not helping me or diminishing the size of the erection swelling in my pants.When our eyes met again I froze momentarily. I thought that I was going to seen as some pervert or a stalker eyeballing young girls, but a warm and friendly smile quickly faded and I smiled back at her. My initial impulse was to rush over to her and kiss her but I restrained this idea. Looking at her sweet face I now noticed the spray of light freckles across the bridge of her nose and ran under both eyes. It made her all the more adorable and desired.”My name is Chelsea,” she said in a soft voice.She lived on the fourth floor with her mother. When I inquired about her father she said that had split a long canlı bahis time ago. I told her that my own relationship with my father was far from pleasent but the subject was quickly changed to something less sad. She told me that she had dropped out school and was working at a nearby supermarket to help her mother pay bills.As she spoke I was absolutely fixated on her mouth, the soft red tint of her lips and the bright whiteness of her teeth. Any time her tongue darted out I was delerious and felt the erection pulsating and straining against the confines of my pants and imagine that lovely mouth consuming my cock. I don’t have the biggest cock but I think it would satisfy her. I had to rest the book on my lap to conceal the erection.Suddenly Chelsea jumped from off the machine and lost her balance and started falling forward toward the floor. I launched myself out of the chair just in time to cath her in my arms. I was surprised by how light she was, but could not help exploiting the incident by smelling her hair which was lightly perfumed. But my act had revealed my little secret and the bulge was on display a few inches away from her face. I went pale and cold.”I’m sorry,” I stammered to say. “I don’t usually…uh…””I’m flattered,” Chelsea said as she looked up at me with those big dark eyes. There was something vaguely sad in them I suddenly noticed.At this moment as I still held her in my arms I leaned over and kissed her softly but firmly on her slightly parted lips. There was resistance or screams. She lay her hand on the bulge and squeezed it gently. I was even so bold as to pass my hand over her chest and felt a pair of smallish bumps under the t-shirt. Very flat chested as I had suspected. We just lay there in the middle of the laundry room kissing and hoping no other tenants would walk in at this moment.We went back to apartment. When I noticed her limping I swept her up into my arms and carried her the remainder of the way. Her arm was wrapped round her neck and I felt her breath against my cheek. On the elevator side up to my floor I kissed her again. Being the middle of the day most of the tenants were at work or in their apartments tending to their chores. The building was empty of any prying eyes to witness a man in his thirties walking around with a yooung girl in his arms and a raging hard on tenting his pants.I set Chelea down on the little sofa and she suddenly grabbed my hand as the other rubbed the bulge. She pulled the zipper down and within moments my cock was unleashed from its prison, now showered with sweet kisses. One hand firmly held my cock at its base as she began to suck on the tip, opening the slit with the tip of her tongue parted it and lapped up the pre cum seeping out.I stood motionless, watching her head bahis siteleri bobbing, consuming my cock and kneading my hairy balls. I just prayed that I would not come too soon. It’s been a while since I’ve had a proper blow job. Too long, I thought and smiled down at the top of Chelsea’s head. I leaned foward and kissed her. My hands were on her shoulders rubbing the bra straps through the t-shirt.Abruptly she stopped and began to unbutton her shorts but then twisted herself round as she was tugging them down.”I’m having my period so you can fuck me in the ass,” she said.This annoucement stunned me. I usually had to beg a girl to let me fuck her up the ass and was rarely granted, but here it was being willingly offered to me. I can only imagine the goofy smile that illuminate my face at that moment.”Do you have lube?” she asked.I nodded mutely and rushed off to the bedroom with my pants still midway down my legs, returning a moment later with a tube of lube. I squeezed out a substatial portion onto my fingers and rubbed it into her asshole. She was holding her pale ass cheeks wide apart, looking over shoulder and smiling at me as I performed this task. I gently inserted a single finger, working it in totally and stroking the tiny muscled passage. Her ass rose and fell and she made little whimpering sounds that made my head swim with delight. I leaned over and kissed her very pale ass as I began inserting a second and third finger.”Fuck me now, angel,” she said.I rubbed some lube onto my cock and was her hand flash round and grab it, poising toward her asshole, squeezing it with the greatest of affection as few women had ever done before. I watched as my cock slowly disappeared up into her anal cavity and I felt those muscles closing round the shaft.”Slowly, angel, slowly,” she said when I got a overly eager and began pushing too fast. Her body suddenly hitched and I withdrew slightly until she was ready. I was no hurry. I wanted to make this last for as long as possible.My fingers grazed the white flesh of her thighs, but if I got anywhere near her pussy and restraining hand suddenly appeared and gently directed it away. Perhaps her pussy was sore and overly sensative at the moment and would provide no pleasure if fingered at the moment. I was just happy with what was offered to me. Her hand stroked my thigh and it sent lovely tingles over my body.”You’re incredible,” I whispered to her.She twisted her head to look over at me and gave me a sweet smile. I never gave much in the idea of “love at first sight” but I was quickly rethinking that notion and began to wonder if Chelsea would date me or was the age difference to great. How would her mother feel about this idea. Such lovely images swam round in my head of having a beautiful girlfriend and güvenilir bahis being hopeless in love. This is an area that I never succeeded in.I was inching deeper into her. Her body was twisting and rolling. I began fucking her with a greater intensity now, our bodies slapping against one another, her moans getting deeper until I elt the great and wonderful surge of come flow deep into her body, but resumed pumping my hip for a while afterwards until finally I began feeling my cock shrinking, but I remained inside her for as long as possible. My delighted cock at last slipped free followed by a stream of come from her dusky asshole and down her inner thighs.We were both breathless. I held her in my arms and stroked her sweaty face and she mine. We both stared deep into one another’s eyes. I knew I was in love. I hadn’t a single doubt of that and I knew absolutely nothing about her other than the scant details imparted in the laundry room a short time ago. It didn’t seem to matter at that moment. I just kept kissing that sweet mouth.But I lost myself in the moment and did reach down between her legs before she could stop me. I suddenly lept back off the sofs the instant my hand passed over the front of her panties and I felt a bulge swelling against the thin fabric. Many conflicting emotions ran through my head then.Chelsea turned over and was sitting on the edge of the sofa, her bulge now clearly visible, a single hairless testicle slipped free.”I should have told you,” she said in a voice barely above a whisper and on the verge of crying.”Are you a male?” I stupidly asked, not sure what to say.”My name is Caleb. I always wanted to be a girl. All my life I never felt like a boy. I always liked to dress up in my mother’s clothes. That’s why my father left. He was ashamed to have a faggot as a son,” she said and wept heavily into her hands.I stood there just a minute before sitting down beside her. It was long enough to sort out my feelings. The initial shock had quickly passed and I still felt a deep affection for this person in my living room. When I slipped a hand into her panties and began to rub her cock she looked up at me with big tearfilled eyes. The tiny penis had begun to shrink but was now swelling again under my carresses. There was not a single pubic hair to be found round the base of the cock. It was smooth and warm to the touch. I leaned down and took it into my mouth and sucked on it as lovingly as she had sucked on mine earlier. It was an entirely new experience to me but it felt right. I sucked and squeezed her balls until I finally felt her semen flood my mouth and I gulped it all down.Chelsea/Caleb’s face radiated warmly. We took a long leaisurely shower and then went back down to the laundry room to inish our task. I walked her as far as her apartment door and we kissed. We hadn’t spoken much, but I think our feelings were similar.What the future held in store for us was uncertain but I felt a renewed excitement about the possibilities. I was in love.

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