Gender: Male Age: Secret Location: N/A
Fair warning. This is where my story stops being TOTALLY true.
Yes, the events DID in fact happen, just not as close together as I'm writing them. I want to keep a sense of close events.
The rest of my day consisted of roaming around my house. I was so bored. I didn't have anything to do and nothing looked good on TV. All I could think about was my girl next door.
I wanted nothing more than to just give her a call or send her a text, but I didn't want to seem so clingy so soon. God this girl threw me for a loop.
I went upstairs and laid on my bed. I wasn't tired, I just had nothing better to do. I looked at my ceiling and let my thoughts replay themselves.
It was so weird to think that just two days ago I was still only fantasizing about her. Now, I had an open invitation to ravage her whenever the opportunity presented itself.
I thought of the way Kay looked as she was reaching her orgasm. Sweating and twisting, she still looked like a doll.
After replaying the scene of me taking her from behind several times, my cock began to twitch.
"Well fuck..." I said to myself. A little jerk session never hurt...and hell, I had the time.
Just as I began to undo my zipper, my phone rang.
"Hello?" I said.
"What's up, bitch?" the voice on the other end responded. I recognized it instantly. It was my best friend, Cody.
"Ha. Nothing. What you doin?" I asked.
"Fuckin' nothing. I'm bored. Come over." he said.
"Alright, son. Give me a few." I said.
I half-heartedly apologized to the bulge in my crotch, sat up and headed over to my friends house.
Now Cody never had the chance to graduate. He had dropped out the previous year (after failing the year before) and got a job working at factory. Don't get me wrong, he made damn good money. Enough so that he had his own apartment.
I got over to Codys and walked up the steps. Inside I saw a few people sitting around. There was Cody, his girlfriend (Ashley), and Heather (who was just a friend, but had a difficult reputation.)
We all exchanged greetings and I sat down in a big green chair in one corner of the room. I tried to act as normal as possible, but I was just aching to tell Cody about my triumph. I couldn't do that with the other two sitting there.
Heather was different from the other girls at school. Heather loved to fuck and everyone knew it. She was definitely considered the school whore. The extent of her experiences with various people was never fully known, but you get the idea.
Heather was in my grade, a junior. She stood about 5'6 or so and must've been about 120 lbs, maybe. She had neck-length, jet-black hair and very sparkly eyes. Nothing about her body really stood out. She had kind of a flat butt and just perky little boobs, but from what I always heard, she learned to work with what she had.
Cody kept looking at me and making some kind of strange motion with his eyes in the direction of Heather. I just couldn't figure out what was going on.
Cody stood up and pointed at me.
"Come out here." he instructed.
"Why?" I asked.
"My car," he said "it's making some noise." he explained.
I did as I was told but couldn't figure out why with my limited experience with vehicles Cody wanted my assistance.
I walked out with him and he was standing on the sidewalk. I passed him and walked to his hood.
"Now, what kind of sound is it, Code?" I asked.
"You dumbass." he said "what are you doing in there?"
I was so lost.
"Huh?" I asked.
"Heather! Didn't you notice there were two boys and two girls? Why else do you think she's here?" he said.
I did find it kind of weird when I walked in and she was there. Cody normally didn't associate with her.
"What are you talking about?" I asked.
"Dude! All she's done today is tell us how much she likes you. That's why I got you here." he explained.
"Are you serious?" I asked. Most guys have experienced this. Even if you don't really like a girl, when you find out she's interested, your mind just floats off to the possibilities.
"Yes. Now get back in there and throw something down." he said.
Cody was a big guy. 6'4, 260 lbs. He had been a wrestler. Who was I to question him.
While walking back to the door, I remembered what I wanted to tell him.
"Wait" I said. "I've gotta tell you something."
"What?" Cody asked.
"I did it." I said smiling.
"Did what?" he asked, clearly puzzled.
"Lost my damn V Card." I said proudly.
"Ha. Who?" he asked.
"Kay." I said.
"Your neighbor? Damn. She's fine." he said.
Cody and I high-fived, laughed, and walked back inside.
Now, Kay and I weren't officially "together", so everything that was to happen wasn't technically wrong. I always said that I loved her...but did I really?
I walked in and instead of sitting in my chair, I walked over to the couch where Heather sat and plopped down beside her. She acted like she didn't notice me. To get her attention, I started to poke her in the ribs. A smile lit up her face and she turned to me.
"Hey" she said.
"Hey Heather." I said. "How are you?"
"Oh, getting better." she answered with a smile.
Heather slid over closer to the side of the couch I was on. With my back against the arm rest, she spread her legs out on the couch and laid her head against my chest, looking away from me.
Cody shot me a look and then glanced over to Ashley. I rested my hand on Heathers side, just above her hip. I ran it back and forth slowly, not wanting to make any sudden moves.
Just my luck, my phone started to vibrate. I opened it to see a new text from Cody.
"Ashley said Heather told her she wanted to fuck" it said.
"Me? ha" I asked.
"Duh, douche. She told her while we were outside. You want us to leave?" he asked.
"I'll see what I can do" I answered.
"Alright. Ashley and I got some shit to do. You guys can hang here if you want." Cody said.
"Alright. I'll see ya." I said.
The two of them walked out the door, leaving Heather and I alone on the couch. I looked down to see the dark haired beauty resting on my chest. Her tight grey shirt showed off the tits she had.
"So what's new?" I asked her.
"Nothing worth mentioning." she said.
"Oh, come on. Something has to be new. Any new boyfriends?" I asked.
"Nope. Guys are jerks. I hate them." she said.
"Oh don't talk like that" I said. "It'll get better." with that, I leaned down and kissed the top of her head.
Heather turned over and laid face up, looking at me. I brought my hand up to her stomach and continued my slow back and forth rub.
"I hope so." She said.
"Trust me." I assured her.
A few times, I let my hand go just a little too far up and it swiped the underside of her boobs. Feeling them against my own skin, I began to harden little by little. Damn. Why couldn't I have beat off before I came?
"I really wish it would." She said.
"I know so." I said. I leaned down this time and kissed her forehead. I brought my head only slightly up, and stared into her deep eyes. I moved my head down slowly and moved in for the kill. Heather allowed her eyelids to shut and I pressed my lips to hers.
At this point, Kay was the furthest thing from my mind. My tongue flew in and out of Heathers mouth. She was a great kisser. Of course, according to the stories, she had every reason to be.
By now, I was fully erect once more. I knew Heather could feel it, and to be honest, it made me hot. I ran my hand up and securely rested it on her left breast, which was hidden beneath her grey shirt. I tactfully squeezed and massaged.
Heather broke our kiss and rubbed her shoulder blades around, grinning.
"What's that, Bret?" she asked.
"Well, you started it." I said.
"Guess I should finish it then." she replied.
Heather got up from the couch and down on her knees before me. I couldn't believe it was really that easy. I undid my belt, button, and zipper for her and told her if she wanted it, she'd have to find it.
Who was I trying to kid? Stevie Wonder could have seen the chub I was sporting.
Heather grabbed my jean legs and pulled them clean off of me. Next, off came my boxers. My cock swayed beautifully in the make-believe wind.
Heather grasped it in her right hand and started pumping slowly. I ran my hand through her hair as she kept eye contact with me. Her tongue darted in and out in intervals along my shaft. She lifted my balls with her free hand and leaned to kiss each one. To my surprise, it was a sensational feeling.
Next thing I knew, my left testicle was in her mouth, being slowly sucked. I couldn't believe how great it felt. Heather knew exactly what to do, and felt I was in good hands. Literally.
Wanting to see more, I reached down and tugged at Heathers shirt. She released my testicle and let go of my shaft. With her shirt off, I saw another gold mine. Not even making me work for it, Heather reached behind her and undid her own bra.
She had beautiful tits, but I can't say I've ran into too many that I hated. With less than half dollar size aerolas, I knew I need them in my mouth.
Heather opened wide and took my whole cock into her mouth. I ran my hand along her arm and took the exit at her titties. They fit into my hand perfectly. I pinched at her nipples and she smacked my hands playfully.
I brought Heather up and to me and kissed her hard. I tasted myself, but at the time, that was very hot to me.
Heather stood up and and took off her belt which resembled a black and white checker board. I took over from here. I reached out and unbuttoned her pants, got the zipper, and pulled them down.
"Damn." slipped from my mouth.
"You like it?" She asked.
"Oh hell yes" I said, looking at see-through red thong. "You look great..."
With this small break, I took the time to remove my shirt. Now we were totally naked, save for Heathers thong.
Heather put her hands above her head and did a slow turn around for me. I sat there, stroking myself.
Heather walked to me, bringing her pussy just inches from my face. I leaned closer and licked over the fabric a few times. From what I could tell, she tasted great.
I put my hands on her hips and brought them down slowly, taking her thong with me. Now I was free to give my tongue a few pass throughs. Just as I thought. Gold.
Heather turned around and began to sit down. At the last minute, I remembered my condoms.
"Fuck 'em" I thought to myself.
Heather brought her body down to mine and lined me up with her. As her ass reached my groin, I noticed two things. 1. She wasn't as tight as Kay. 2. I couldn't care less.
I ran my hands around to her front and cupped her breasts. Heather started bouncing up and down, giving me that familiar feeling of pure pleasure.
Haether rocked back and forth all over me. She was hard to handle. I grabbed the undersides of her thighs and stood up. I thought maybe I could stand up and do it that way...but no bones.
I turned Heather so that she was on her knees on the floor, resting her arms on the couch. I looked down and brought a finger to each side of her pussy. I squeezed gently and watch the lips push together.
I lined myself back up and pushed onward into Heather. From my view, I could fully examine Heathers ass. I looked down and thought to myself "why not?"
With that, I brought my right hand down her ass and rubbed my thumb against her asshole.
I brought my hips back and forth repeatedly. A nice rhythm was being made by my balls slamming against her slit. Feeling risky, I slowly inserted my thumb into her ass, little by little.
"Oh fuck" she said throught panted breaths.
I kept slamming and slamming, driving my cock into Heather as far as I could possible reach. I removed my thumb from her ass and brought Heather away from the couch. I laid her on her back and she spread her legs wide open.
I positioned myself above her, supported by my arms. I kissed her neck, and licked a trail down to her breasts, and down to her pussy. I threw my tongue out and assaulted her inner walls.
For the first time in my life, I found the little nub. I found the clitoris. I moved my tongue all over it, sucking as I went. Heathers hands were clamped in my hair and her legs were wrapped around my neck. I moved faster and faster.
"Oh god...oh god....OH GOD!" she screamed.
Her legs formed a vice around my throat. Juices were hitting me from all angles. Heather had came.
Little by little, her orgasm subsided. I moved myself up and took her nipple into my mouth. I sucked the little fucker like I was a baby wanting milk.
From my position, I could caress my cock over her slit. Finally, I took aim, and shot in again. My hips moved violently as I was pounding the school whore.
With her nipple in my mouth, and the continuous "squish, squish, squish" sound each time I pumped, I knew this would be a good one.
My balls tightened as I pushed myself up off of Heather. With my cock throwing up in convulsions, I was a proud, proud man. I had just coated the inside of Heathers pussy.
I rolled off of Heather, allowing my cock to finally slip out. I laid there, exhausted as usual. I looked over at Heather and we both laughed. We leaned in and kissed some more.
"Sorry about blowing in you." I said.
"Eh. It's ok. I'm on the pill." She said.
As I reached over to pull on my boxers, I heard Heathers voice.
"Tell me...who taught you all that?" she said.
I had to laugh. The school whore was asking ME.
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