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I grew up a poor Mexican kid living in the ghetto section of San Diego. My father split when my mother told him she was pregnant with me. She ended up being a single mother working her ass off to give me a life much better than the one she had. She obtained permission from the school board to enroll me in Kindergarten in the Rancho Santa Fe school district (the rich neighborhood). Wanting nothing but the best education she could afford, I attended school in the Rancho Santa Fe district all the way through high school. It wasn’t easy growing up a Mexican kid in a predominantly all white school. Not having many friends, I developed an affinity for art design. I spent most of the time outside of school alone. My mother worked three jobs and I barely saw her. So I spent my alone time drawing, building model cars and airplanes and sculpting with clay. By the time I was in high school, I was pretty good at two things, art class and football. I played middle linebacker on Defense and was a starter on the Varsity team, yet I still didn’t have many friends. Not many rich, white kids wanted to associate or be seen associating with the Mexican. Even in the showers after football practice, no one would want to shower next to me. Denying the fact that the other boys were racist, I assumed they didn’t want to be next to me because they were intimidated by the eight inch cock I was blessed with. The summer before my junior year of high school, I played into the Mexican stereotype and started mowing lawns for spending money. There was plenty of money in the Rancho Santa Fe neighborhood so I wanted to get some if to ease the burden on my mom. After school started, football was in full swing and I met a boy named Kienan. He was a black kid that moved to the school district. Thankfully, I was no longer the only minority in the school. We didn’t know it yet, but we were kindred spirits. Like me, he was from a poor household. His father wasn’t in the picture and his mother moved to San Diego from Los Angeles to try to provide what was best for Kienan. Kienan started getting mixed up with the wrong crowd, dabbling with gangs and such. Once his mother found out, she immediately put an end to it by moving to San Diego. Kienan tried out for the football team and earned a spot at middle linebacker right next to me. Since we both were on the starting team and not in competition with each other, we quickly became friends. When we showered after practice, he was next to me and, of course everyone else was huddled together in their own Caucasian click. Noticing that we were alone Kienan asked, “What’s up with that?” I noticed that Kienan’s cock was the same size as mine and replied, “Well if you had a little dick, wouldn’t you want to stay away from the big boys?” We just laughed and went about our business. Kienan and I quickly became best friends. I partnered with him in my lawn mowing business and we were able to do twice isvecbahis the work and make a lot more money, splitting everything down the middle. The summer before my senior year I was seventeen years old and finally lost my virginity. I was doing a lawn job one hot July day at a nice mansion. In fact, most houses in the Rancho Santa Fe area were mansions. As I was working in the backyard, a hot red head was sunbathing by the pool. I recognized her as one of my classmates at school. The fact that she didn’t seem to know or speak to me was not surprising. Being the Mexican lawn boy, it was something I was used to. But she was so hot. Locks of fiery red hair dangled midway down her back. She was wearing a skimpy little bikini. I would catch myself staring as I worked the details of the yard. I knew I would be jerking off to that mental image later that night. When I finished the job, I was collecting my tools. To my surprise, she called me over. As I approached her, I smiled and said, “Hi,” in a very friendly tone, thinking that maybe she did recognize me and she, too, was being friendly. She just looked at me and said, “There’s a leak in the shower head in the bathhouse. Can you please fix it?” “I’m sorry,” I replied, “I don’t know anything about plumbing leaks.” “A pool boy doesn’t know anything about plumbing?” she responded, “You must not be very good at your job.” “I’m the lawn guy,” I stated. “Well, whatever you are, I’m sure my parents are paying you good money, and when they get back I would hate for you to lose your job when I tell them that I needed your help and you refused to give it to me,” she said with a snotty attitude. She was right. They were regular customers and to lose their business would mean a dip in my income. So I walked towards the bathhouse. It was bigger than the house my mother and I lived in. When I entered, I located the shower. It was a walk-in shower. There were three shower heads. It was tiled to perfection and there were a few benches built in. This shower was bigger than my bedroom. It was humid in there, so I took off my dirty t-shirt and walked over to one of the shower heads. I figured that if I was going to be working in there, I might as well get comfortable. I turned on the cold water are stepped under it, washing off the sweat and dirt. The cold water felt so refreshing running through my hair and down my chest and back. I didn’t care that it was running down to my shorts and work shoes, they were soaked with sweat anyway. After a few seconds I turned the water off. “Why stop there?” I heard a voice say. Startled, I turned around and the red head was standing in the doorway of the shower. She started walking towards me. “I mean, if you’re going to wash off, then wash more than just your chest,” she said, still walking towards me. I was stunned. I didn’t know what she was getting at or what to do. I just stood there dumbfounded. She approached me and reached isveçbahis giriş down and unbuckled my belt. I was frozen. She unbuttoned my shorts and slid the zipper down. My shorts fell to the tiled floor leaving me in my boxers. She turned the shower back on. The cold water hit us. She reached behind her back and untied her bikini top. It fell to the floor, exposing a perfect set of cotton white tits with hard, pink nipples. Despite the cold water, my cock sprang to life. She looked down to see my hard cock sticking out the opening of my boxers. “What’s this?” she asked sarcastically, dropping to her knees, grabbing my cock on her way down. “Whoa, it’s so big!” she exclaimed stroking my eight inches with her hand. She then pulled my boxers down and they were on the ground around my ankles with my shorts. She angled me towards the shower head so the water ran over my cock. Then she put her mouth around my bulbous cock head and slid down a few inches of my shaft. I was too big to deep throat but she sucked and stroked as much as she could. This was the first sexual experience I’ve ever had and I was in complete ecstasy. It didn’t take long before I felt my load start to rise. I was about to cum. My knees started to buckle, so I braced myself against the shower wall with my hand. Before I could get my composure I shot my load into her mouth. She was taken aback at how quickly I came, but she kept sucking and stroking, swallowing every last drop. After she sucked me dry, she looked up at me, “Well, that was quicker than I expected,” she said with slight disappointment. I was breathing heavy, still dumbfounded by what just happened. I couldn’t even speak. She studied me for a few seconds, but seemed more like minutes. “You’re a virgin, aren’t you?” she asked with utter amazement. I just made eye contact with her, but immediately looked away. I felt excited, yet embarrassed at the same time. I truly didn’t know what to do next. “You are!” she exclaimed, “Holy shit!” She grabbed my limp cock and led me towards one of the benches. “That’s okay. I’ll take it easy on you.” She said with a sinister tone. She sat down on the bench and spread her legs. She pulled the crotch of her bikini to the side exposing her pink pussy surrounded by her orange pubes, “I want you to eat my pussy until your dick gets hard again.” Rich Daddy’s little angel had fire in her eyes. Still overwhelmed with everything, I got down on my knees. The cold tile of the shower floor was rough. She was still pulling her bikini to the side with one hand and spreading her pussy lips with the other. She flicked her clit with her finger. “Lick this,” she instructed. I leaned in between her legs and started licking her clit. The smell of her pussy was amazing. Never having smelled a pussy before I was entranced by the salty scent combined with sweat and tanning oil. It tasted so good. I started licking harder. I could hear her start to moan isveçbahis yeni giriş as she started gyrating her hips. “Stick your finger in me,” she panted, “Fuck me with your finger!” I took my middle finger, found her opening and slid it in. Her pussy was so hot and wet. I pumped her moist pussy with my finger as I licked her engorged clit. Although I had no experience at this, I must have been doing something right. She was bucking her hips, panting and whimpering. She turned slightly to the side and propped one leg up on the bench. My hand quickly replaced hers, still spreading her pussy lips. She used her free hand to prop herself up. She was getting hotter and hotter as I continued eating her pussy. Then she took her hand and grabbed the back of my head, pulling me into her pussy. Her legs started trembling as she whimpered, “Oh, you’re going to make me cum!” She had a death grip on my head, grinding her hips. All I could do was to keep licking and fingering her pussy. She thrust her hips a few times before exploding in my mouth. My face and hand was drenched in her sweet juice. She kept bucking and grinding. I didn’t stop eating that hot pussy until she calmed down and released the grip on my head. By then my cock was rock hard once again. I leaned back on my knees to get some air. She slipped off her bikini bottom and still sat their with her legs spread. “You need to fuck me now,” She said, still panting from her orgasm. She turned to where she was straddling the bench. I moved to where I was straddling it in front of her. She spread her legs wider as she leaned to lay back on the bench. I sat on the bench in front of her. Grabbed her hips and pulled her close to my rock hard dick. She reached down in front of her, grabbed my dick and rubbed the head up and down her pussy a few times. “I’ve never had one this big,” she cooed. This girl was in the same class as me at school. I wasn’t sure how much experience she had but it was a lot more than me. The rich little Daddy’s girl liked to fuck. I was sure of that. She lined my dick head up with her dripping hole. I thrust my hips slightly and penetrated her hot, moist lips. Her pussy was so wet, my dick slid almost all the way in. She gasped and let out a moan. Her eyes got really big. “Oh fuck!” she panted. I started to pump her slowly. “Oh fuck yeah, give it to me!” she grunted as she bucked her hips. I got a nice rhythm going and I was getting off on seeing my big, cock part her pink pussy lips and plunge in and out of her hungry box. I grabbed her hips and was sliding her into me as I sped up my pace. I could hear my balls slapping her ass with each thrust. She was squeezing and grunting as I pumped in my dick. I was fucking her nice and hard. Her silky white tits were bouncing back and forth with each thrust. Her nipples were rock hard, pointing straight into the air. I reached up and squeezed one with my thumb and forefinger while still pulling her hips into me with my other hand. “Oh that dick feels so good!” She cooed, “I can feel it stretching my pussy out.” I kept pounding her pussy with all that I had, giving her all eight inches of my rock hard dick.

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