I met her shortly after my parents were killed and I was forced to live with my grandmother. I was 17 at the time. She was 26. Long curly hair, paper sack brown skin, eyes that lit up a room, even when she blinked, beautiful heart shaped lips and a body with curves that could only be created by God, she walked up to me as I got my last bag out of my grandma's car and softly said, "Hello new neighbor, i'm Krystal. Nice to meet you. Your grandmother speaks very highly of you." She grabbed my bag and walked with me up the stairs to the house and she set my bag on the couch. "Anytime you need me, i'm right next door. Never hesitate to come right over." She kissed my cheek and left, closing the door behind her. I ran to the window to watch her walk away as she turned and winked at me, grandma came down the stairs.
"I see you met Krystal.... such a nice young lady." She grabbed my bag and I quickly hurried to get it from her, no reason for her to carry my luggage. We went thru the kitchen and into the back where she transformed the den to what looked like a master bedroom.
"I hope this is what you like suga, grandma did the best she could on such short notice." She pulled the door opened and there was a king sized bed, an armoire, a nice size tv, a study desk, and even better, a window allowing me to look into Krystal's bedroom.
"This is amazing grandma, even better than my old room."
She kissed my forehead and went upstairs. I closed the door behind her and went straight to my window. Going to my window became a habit. Such a habit that I moved my desk near the window so that my "homework" could be a priority. Morning noon and night I waited to see what I could see. Never seen much except, one evening after my grandmother left for church, Krystal had just got out of the shower, her blinds open, and lamp on, she stood in front of the mirror drying her hair and her body off. Water dripping from her hair to her face down her nipple, my mouth watered as she wrapped her towel around her and looked back at me.... I quickly put my head down as she walked to her blinds to close them. Embarrassed, I hurried to close my blinds and just as I sat back down to actually DO some work, the phone rang.
"Come over here and help me. The door is already open." She hang up the phone before I got to answer to I took her lead and ran right over. I walked thru the front door and there were candles lit on the fire place. Smelled like homemade vanilla. I saw a light on at the end of the hallway and as soon as I shut the door, a voice lightly yelled, "I'm back here." I walked down the hallway, every door closed but one. The one where she laid across the bed in her towel with her legs spread. "Is this what you were looking for?" She put her finger between her legs, and spread her lips. I stood there in shock because I was used to pussy. Younger pussy. Not the older more mature pussy. I walked over to her, penis beyond hard, pulled her to the edge of the bed, unzipped and slid it into her. I felt myself become submerged by a body of water that could keep me warm for the rest of my life. I pulled out to prevent from cumming quickly but the change in temperature was throwing me off so i shoved it all back inside of her. "Slow down" she said, "Let me teach you how to control it" She turned me over and laid me on the bed, my pants still around my ankles, i laid there with my legs dangling from the bed as she climbed on top. She looked in my eyes and said "If you cum before I tell you to, you will never feel me again." No one had ever threatened me like that before... it made me even more excited.
I grabbed my shaft as my head entered her body. She ease down on me so slowly that i could feel her walls tightening around my dick. She went up and each time she came back down, she fell harder, with what felt like the jaws of life squeezing everything out of me, i could feel it build up so I stopped her and caressed the tip of my dick with my hand and I pulled her back to the edge of the bed. I held on tight enough for it to ease down and give me more stamina. I slide back inside of her curving my dick and hitting her walls, she thru her pussy at me so hard... so hard that I thought I was learning how to pitch for pro-baseball. I had never met a woman with so much power, so much control. And she knew i loved that about her. I grabbed her and turned her over on all fours, by this time my dick was hard as a demolition ball and I was ready to demolish. She laughed and talked a lot of shit until i grabbed her hair, "That's it" she moaned "Pull harder". I wrapped her hair around one hand and place the other on the back of her neck as I rammed inside of her trying to force my way out of the other end. "Is that all you have?" she said, forcing me to fuck her harder. I stepped out of my pants, planted my feet for balance, and fucked her like she did something wrong, i thought she could take it until she started begging me to cum with her. I grabbed her waist, turned her around, picked her up and put her back against the wall, "I'm not ready yet." She looked at me with a look I had never seen, it was fear, but she moaned like my control was turning her on. She begged me to stop.... I put my hand over her mouth and fucked her harder. Her sweat dripped from her back to the walls as I grabbed her neck and whispered for her to cum with me. She looked at me with such panic, such urgency, she needed me. Needed me to save her... to save her from myself. She gasped for air as she came, her hot juices turned me on even more that I began to cum as soon as it touched my tip.
Who did she turn me into? Who was this guy? This guy was me.... I was just unaware of his existence. I let her down off of the wall slowly and before she walked away she said, "I'm the only woman who will ever be here for you. Now leave." This went on for years. And she was right. After that moment I was a totally different person. But she shaped me. Helped me become who I am today. Helped me with the rest of high school as well as finding a career path and is now helping me with college. No other woman was capable of capturing my attention until I met Micah. Sitting alone in the corner on a wet day. Something about her shinned. I had to know who she was. I had to introduce myself... I had to make myself know.
