Meet XO Part 2

Meet XO

Part 2: White lies

We were both on the wrong side of twenty, opposite from each other. Drawn to each other. He craved experience, I loved the innocence in his blue eyes.
“You seem awfully young, darling.”
“Twenty-three. Well, not quite, my birthday is next week.”
His twentieth, as I found out later.
Three cheers to Google.
Still, it did not stop me the second time.
There was something extraordinary about him. So up my alley. After all, I’m XO.
His bedroom was a total mess.
“Sorry about this, I wasn’t expecting guests.”
“I’ve seen worse.” On tv-shows about hoarders.
He was naked a few seconds later.
Oh my.
He was just as jawdropping gorgeous the second time around, when we hooked up again. Usually I close my eyes. Not with him. Even his come-face was lovely. Looking at him while he was on top of me enhanced the experience. And he was not half bad. No technique, but plenty of enthusiasm.
I cried out when he entered me.
“Oh sorry.”
“Don’t be, you feel wonderful. I’m a screamer, that’s all.”
I still smile thinking about him.

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