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I’d figured it would be fun to try on my hand at sharing a story.
I met Isabell through mutual friends some 10 plus years ago now and came to know her as time went on. She had a very bubbly and perky personality. She was constantly laughing in any conversation she was part of. She was a very sociable person able to converse with any group of people. This was a great personal trait she had and was a wonderful person to be around. Sometimes she came off to me as overly talkative but maybe in hind sight, that may have been what attracted me to her compared to my more reserved introvert personality.
As we hung around in the same crowds, Isabell would be her normal self around me. At times making sort of a game to get me to come out of my shell. I will give it to her she was good at it making me laugh and breaking whatever strong silent type I gave off.
Isabell was staying here in the U.S. with some family along with a younger sibling. Their intention was to find good work to sustain a decent life here and maybe send money back to their parent’s in their native Latin country. That was the story I was told. She was has here legally but hadn’t found any work more than low paying nanny jobs.
Isabell and I share the same cultural background steaming from the same Latin country. She born in aboard while I was born here in the USA. I tell you all this as this played as it played a lot with my thoughts on our later relationship. When her parents would come to the country to visit the first thing I would get asked is “When will you ask my daughter to marry you?” Though we could could get married, I too was only working a low paying job and my career can’t yet developed. In my mind it would make things really hard to succeed if we got married now. To not drag this part of the story too long, I always had the underline feeling her parents wanted their children to marry(or Isabell’s case simply get pregnant) by a US citizen to further their futures and the parents tag along for the ride.
So I got to know Isabell and became friends with her. Sometime later she broke up with her Caucasian boyfriend. I don’t remember the reason for the break up. Now I reflect back on our relationship and I believe Isabell knew this guy wasn’t going to marry her so she broke it off. Maybe this guy felt some of the pressure I later began to feel. I don’t know.
After the breakup things went on as usually between me and her. I grew to really like Isabell but even if I had stronger feelings for her I was a respectful guy and didn’t think it was appropriate to crowd a girl after a breakup. That’s just isn’t me. Eventually after a few months and my feeling grew stronger I asked her to be my girlfriend. I was very straight forwarded about it no game or moves played. She laughed and appreciated my openness and that kicked off our relationship together.
Isabell and I fooled around a lot and I blew many of cum loads attributed to my time with her. She had a bit of a adventurous sexual side but I never came inside her. Mainly because of me not wanting to get her pregnant, we never used a condom and Latin women are hella fertile!! This reason was two fold, I can’t support a baby and I don’t want get caught in whatever deceptive plan her parents had. I still hadn’t figured her intentions completely. Were we having this wonderful sexual time because will were in love? Or did she sometimes do all this to get me to slip up and knock her up! Or make me feel like I had to put a ring on it to keep having all this fun?
Enough back story. Isabell is not a short girl but by no means tall standing about 5’6”. Her face is an exact look-a-like to r/Delightfulhug, but no we’re near the same body. She was slender, maybe 105, on a thin frame. Fun A-cup tits to match her frame and narrow waist and tiny butt. Though her legs were thin, matching her overall body makeup, they were incredibly long. She had jet black straight hair that came down to her shoulders. Warm brown eyes and medium naturally tan skin.
One winter we were out at a restaurant with my family celebrating someone’s birthday. Isabell wore a grey wool heavy coat with three large buttons that closed it. The coat came down to mid thigh and a flair on the bottom giving here the appearance of wider hips. She looked wonderful in that coat. Underneath she had on a light weight black blouse with big ruffles along the neck line, straight leg black slacks, and tall black leather boots with brown leather accents, wide medium heel, and silver buckle near the top sides. She had on some red lip stick to define the shape of her lips. Not the traditional bright red just a few shades darker to not out power her medium skin tone but give that slight sexual intrigue that red lip stick has.
Isabell worked the table as her usual self as I only had a few small talks with my family and mainly eased dropped on everyone else’s. She made special effort to show me physical affection as she talked to everyone. Holding my hand, creasing the back of my neck, clinging to my bicep…the usual stuff when you are dating. After a while and the meal winded down she turns her attention to me placing her elbow on the table and resting her chin on her hand. She gives a cute little look just admiring me. She tells me she wants to go for a walk outside. The restaurant sat on the harbor of a lake with other places to eat and shop.
We excused ourselves and walked out into the night air. A lot of the other places had closed so there wasn’t much foot traffic around the lake’s edge. There was a large open area between the shops and the water. As you approached the water there were steps that went down to railing to look into the water. Between each set of steps were more rails for people that didn’t want to walk down could still look over the water from a higher view point.
We walked to the lower level and lend against the rails close together as the water creased beneath us. Soon making out against the rail.
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Isabell pushed me back to the concrete wall between the steps on the lower level. We were now underneath the higher rails. If someone had walked up to them, they would see us down below.
As she rammed her tongue in my mouth, she began unzipping my pants. One of the kinky sides of Isabell, she loved to give me handjobs when we were in public places. We’d go to the movie theater, she’d cover my lap with a jacket she brought and rub my dick inside my pants with strangers on either side of us. I guess she loved to see if I could keep my composure while she had her hand in my pants. Sometimes she’d rub me till I made a mess in my pants or she’d just edge me, have me all hot and bothered. Then finish me later. She whipped my uncut dick out into the cold lake air and began jerking me with my dick resting on top of the palm of her hand.
The cold gusts of wind sent exciting chills down my legs between the warmth of her tiny hand. Any other time I’d let Isabell service me like this but my mind wondered. She always got me all hot and bothered in public places but seldom did I get to do it to her. Tonight I was going to get my “revenge.”
I began unbuttoning the large buttons on her wool coat. Slowly reaching beneath her blouse to unclasp the hook on her pants. Unzipping the thin zipper she slowly pulled her hips back away from my hand. Giving me a smile with lips with pressed against mine. This was turning into a little contest. She played hard to get but I finally reach over her panties and began rubbing her pussy. Soon it was a battle to see who could get the other weak in the knees.
Though we both had a hold of each together she had the leverage over me! She was already jerking me off and if she dropped to her knees and began blowing me, I was going to lose this battle. She had blown me before in public parks. I brushed her hair back off one shoulder and nippled on her ear. This was a soft spot for her and I started to chip away at the armor.
As she relaxed and we continued to play with each other I spun her around so her back rested against me. She reached back again to grab my dick but her body was pressed against it. I switched the hand that was in her panties. The cold found its way under her panties and onto her wetting pussy. The same excitement that had gone through my legs ran through her body. The instant reaction of her hot pussy meeting my cold fingers. She continued to try to reach and grab me but I had the leverage now.
The only advantage she had was still being able to grind her tiny ass on my still exposed dick but this was slowly losing its strength against me. I lifted her blouse and bra and exposed her tiny perky tits to the razor cold air. She gave up the competition and was submissive to my will. I groped her nipples as she orgasmed on my fingers deep in her pussy. She kicked up one boot between my legs onto the wall behind us and bent over at the waist. Her head resting on her knees as she came.
Her ass in those tiny black slack looked so good pressed against my hard expose penis. I want to jerk off right there onto her slacks as she finish her orgasm to make my mark.
Soon her phone rang and the family was going to my house for cake and they were wondering where we were. Her overprotective aunt and uncle would be going over and want to know where she was if she was suppose to be with my family together. The race was on to get home!
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/lps2wv/mf_fingered_my_alien_girlfriend_23_by_the_lake
Alien girlfriend?