Sinnnnful Cindy

Sinnnnful Cindy

By: AWC

Some boys may forget the first pussy they fucked but not me. The story I am going to tell is really not about the first pussy fucking but it is definitely about the first pussy I fucked. Please bear with me, I know, it is very confusing so far.

Let me start once again. My name is Rafael. It was the first pussy that I fucked with full intent and might. Before this, my cock was used and a pussy was fucked but to be true, it was my cock that got fucked by a lady about 5—6 streets away from my home. I was her paper delivery boy and had gone to get the weekly collection on a warm almost mid-day of summer while I was home with summer vacations from the High School and she got me in her house and fucked my cock with her cunt but let me come to this story where I was the hero fucking my first pussy as best as college boy could.

I remember, my mother told me on the phone that they had sold the house while I had moved to college dorm and next week the family was moving into the new house, in a new city but the same county. I was excited but I had no way to go home to help in moving or seeing our new home. The time went on and summer was on and college was closed for the summer months. The new house was more convenient to get to and from college by the train. As I got home, mom and I sat waiting for dad. She told me about the neighbors, the neighborhood. The next door neighbor on the right side before the last house in the dead end street, mom told me was a divorced lady, a nurse teacher at the Middle school. She said her name was Miss Cindy.

After dad had come home from the deli he ran and we were done eating, my mom told me that the next day Saturday, Dad had to go out to buy the supplies for the store and she had to go open the deli in the morning. I was told to go with Cindy, the next door lady to the super market in her car and bring the groceries home. Mom said the list was clearly written for each item to be purchased from the McCrory’s super market. Next morning at the breakfast table she told me that dad was gone to the wholesale market and she was about to leave to open the deli store. She said she had called Cindy already this morning and also put her phone number on the fridge with the list of grocery items needed. She asked me to call her by 9:30 and she knew all the rest that I was supposed to go with her to the grocery store.

After my mom left and it was not even 8:30 AM when the phone rang and I answered. It was our neighbor lady, Cindy. She asked if mom had prepared the breakfast before she left for work and I said, yes! I had the breakfast already. She asked me if I knew what items were to bring and asked me to join her for a cup of coffee before leaving to McCrory’s super market. I told her that I shall be over in about 5 minutes and she reminded me to bring the list of grocery items. Her house was equally nice and well kept. We sat in the kitchen on the center island counter while talking about college, my interests and the subject I was thinking to major in. It was almost 09:20 when we left for the super market. Miss Cindy had been mostly listening to me except for she commented on my youthful age couple of times and asked if I was an avid sportsman or went to gym regularly because she was very appreciative of my health and youthful age of touching 19.