Gender: Male Age: 21 Location: N/A
|Introduction: The Second Installment, a bit more action for anyone who's interested.|
I awoke the next morning in a daze, I could hardly believe that it wasn't a dream. It was early morning, which was odd because I usually sleep in late, but it's hard to tell time in my parent's basement. At that moment I discovered that 4 of the five fingers on my left hand had been painted red, rather sloppily too. Apparently I sleep heavily enough that at least one of the two girls managed to sneak down the creaky staircase and have at my hand with a small paint brush.
Laughing slightly I made my way up the stairs, assuming that neither of my two friends would be awake at this hour. It appeared that I was right because the only person I saw upon climbing the stairs was Christina's aunt in the kitchen having a cigarette and flipping through a newspaper. "Do you own any nail polish remover?" I asked, hoping to remove any evidence of Christina's success before she could gloat. "Right here, ya square!" Came my reply, unfortunately from Christina herself, entering the room wearing pajama pants and a tight tank top.
She handed me the container and I fumbled with it, having no idea how to remove nail polish, because I had never used it to begin with. "You put your finger in it and you twist till the paint comes off. Jeez, you wouldn't last one day as a girl!" Chided Christina, smugly laughing while I took her advice and finally de-colored my hand. "Then it's a good thing I'm not a girl," I retorted, trying to regain at least a little of my dignity, "Because I really do enjoy the freedom of peeing standing up." I regretted my words immediately, knowing that I had only made a bigger fool of myself, but it was done and Christina's aunt laughed hysterically between drags.
Feeling humiliated, I decided to strike up a more civil conversation, "So Katelynn's not up yet, is she?" Christina gave me a "You're joking" look before replying "No, but I was going to wake her up after I took a shower, if you'll excuse me." With that she left, and I sat at the table trying to decide what to do next, I quietly scribbled on a paper plate until I heard the water cut off, then I went and got my own clothes.
I reached into a cabinet in the hallway and pulled out a towel, asking "Do you mind if I take next shower?" Christina agreed and scurried into her room to put on clothes for the day. Water caressed my skin as I began to soap up, unaware that the bathroom door had been opened and shut. I heard a low "Shh." from outside the curtain which was slowly pulled aside. There she was again, the girl of my dreams, blue eyes staring intently at me, slowly trailing down my nude form.
"Nice cock." she whispered, trying to stifle a giggle, I looked down and suddenly became very aware of my nakedness. I don't have a big cock, or even an average sized one, my penis looks about 3 inches fully erect, though I've never measured, and only about my index-finger to thumb in width. So needless to say I was embarrassed and wanted to hide under a mountain to die. But she didn't say anything else about it, and she smiled a cute little smile, so I forced myself to relax.
"What are you doing here?" I asked, suddenly realizing that her presence here, though welcome, was very odd. "Chris had something she wanted me to put on the floor mat." She clarified, holding up a piece of paper with "Square" and "Dork" scribbled all over it. "Nice friend." I sarcastically replied, feeling a little estranged from the little group that we'd formed. "This is nice for her, you should see what happens when she doesn't like people." Katelynn smirked, they did have a funny fascination for spinning knives around and I figured that I liked this approach better.
As I pondered exactly where Christina would put that knife if I confronted her about her sign, I felt a hand rubbing my rapidly inflating penis. "I never got to finish last night, and since we're here and all....." Katelynn started before engulfing my lower head in her warm mouth. I grabbed the wall for support and tried not to moan, this 15 year old girl whom I'd technically just met yesterday was giving me a blowjob in the shower. This would go down in history as the best day of my life!
Her cute blond hair swung as she bobbed on my cock, sending pleasure up through all my nerves. She tongued the underside and swirled her tongue around the head of my manhood and I just about died, it took all my willpower to hold back from cumming. But then again maybe I shouldn't have held back at all, because at that moment there was an untimely knock on the bathroom door.
"What's up?" I asked, trying to keep a level tone as Katelynn continued to bob on my cock. "Have you seen Katelynn?" Came the answer from Christina, the queen of cockblocking. "Why would I have seen her?" I replied, noticing that Katelynn stopped sucking me and was now wiping a bit of saliva off her chin. "You wouldn't," Came the voice through the door, "She must have gone downstairs looking for you." I heard Chris' footsteps leaving as Katelynn snuck towards the door, finally sneaking out of it back into the bedroom she was sharing with Christina for the weekend.
The water was starting to go cold as I managed the last few strokes that shot my semen into the drain. I was starting to hate Christina, with her interruptions, but that may have just been the blue-balls talking, so I got dressed and made my way back to the kitchen, new pair of jeans and black t-shirt loosely clinging to my skin. "Have a nice shower?" Katelynn asked with a smile. "It was until I found this," I said holding up the paper with their scribblings, "So who broke in on my shower?" Of course I knew the answer, but Christina didn't know that I knew, and I've always been thorough in my lies.
Christina smiled broadly while replying "Nobody dork, I put it in there before you took your shower, nobody wanted to see THAT." I stood there dumbstruck for a minute, this was the first time I didn't have a witty comeback for this girl, and she knew it. She sat proudly, sipping her Orange Juice and fiddling with a pen left on the table. I walked back downstairs, primarily to get my shoes, but mostly because there was really nothing I could say.
So the three of us went out, exploring the wonders of Virginia, but there weren't any, so we ended up sitting on a dock, overlooking a pond, just talking. It was almost nice, the sun was shining bright, causing a tremendous heat that made us happy for each small breeze. "So what would happen if I jumped in right now? Who'd come with me?" Katelynn asked smiling wide. "In there?" Christina disgustedly replied, "Over my dead body!" I grinned at this and turned to Katelynn "Throw her in on three?" She giggled but didn't count down. So much for that plan.
Christina brought us back down to earth, demanding "I need to pee, we're going back to the store." The "Store" she mentioned was just a BP Mart attached to a gas station, but it did have a bathroom, and the people weren't so bad. It took us about 15 minutes to trek all the way back to town, passing cars constantly honking their disapproval of our walking in the road. Eventually we arrived bored and hot and Christina went to the bathroom.
"So how do you like it here?" Came the unexpected question from Katelynn, standing against the wall. "I'd like it better if I had more time with you." I answered jokingly. "I bet you would." She smirked. leaning in for the kiss we both craved. Our lips touched and our bodies sparked, intensifying with each tiny contact. She rubbed against my chest and I reached out and took her hand. She clasped it and guided it down her jeans, smiling as her tongue traced my lips. I took her lead and reached my hand under her panties, searching for the opening I knew had to be there.
I found it as I heard Katelynn gasp in surprised pleasure, she hadn't expected this sensation. I thrust my finger further into her, then pulling out as far as her tight jeans allowed, I pulled my finger out and rubbed a small nub that I hoped was her clit, which her slight moan affirmed that it was, She groaned into my mouth as I rubbed lightly but quickly in a small circle and our tongues danced like never before. The door to the BP opened and out walked Christina. My hand was out of her pants in a flash and we tried (And probably failed) to act normal.
"So what were you two talking about?" Christina inquired, knowing her friend to be the shy type. "Nothing really, we kinda just stood here waiting, for a while we thought you fell in." I replied snarkily. After that, feeling that I'd won, I strode right past her into the BP. "Where are you going?" Christina asked, following me to the door. "To piss, you're welcome to watch if you feel like it." I was on a roll in my head, thoroughly redeemed for my slowness before.
In the bathroom I licked the finger that had been in Katelynn, it was a strange flavor, sweet, yet heavy as well, probably due to the heat, either way it wasn't bad. When I was satisfied with my cleaning, I washed my hands and went to meet with the others who were chatting like, well, girls. It amazed me that the girl that I constantly argued with and the girl who never said a mean word to me could be best friends.
The next day passed uneventfully, mostly with skipping stones and crude jokes. It's funny how sometimes the best things in life happen when you're doing nothing with your friends, and the worst are doing fun things alone. But that was just how it was, three friends (I did consider Christina a friend, even with the constant jokes) just hanging out together.
That night the house was packed, relatives had come to visit and I had to leave the next day, my bus coming in the afternoon. I had to share the basement room with Christina's cousin Mitch, a large man who didn't say much. The girls were in Christina's room with the addition of another of Christina's cousins, and Katelynn's mother was on the sofa in the living room.
The lights were out and the house was silent, except for the obnoxious snoring of Mitch on the sofa (I slept on a mat on the floor, figuring that the larger person should get the larger bed). I couldn't sleep, it was just one of those nights, you're so busy thinking, swimming in an ocean of thoughts that sleep just never comes. I tried focusing on the absence of noise, on slowing my breathing, anything that could get me a little sleep so I could wake up early and spend my last few hours with Katelynn before she left.
A movement to my right caught my attention, and I soon felt a finger cover my lips "Shhhhhh," the obviously female voice whispered, "I came to say goodbye, my own way." The voice just had to be Katelynn, I could tell it anywhere, the softness, the kindness, the...... "Wait, Mitch is here, won't he catch us?" I blurted, suddenly becoming aware of the situation I was in. "Dude, Mitch is passed out on coke. We could moan like cats in heat and he won't wake up till. I don't know, maybe never." Reassured, or, at least naive enough to take that as reassurance I looked into where I thought my love's eyes would be. "So how do angels say goodbye?" I swear I'm the biggest dork ever, I immediately lamented, I should really filter what I say.
My blankets were thrown aside and my cock was exposed to the light breeze of the open air, Katelynn moved from my vision, a small stream of moonlight streaked from the basement's one window. Just enough to illuminate a gloriously round, pale ass slowly moving towards my face. "Like this, I guess." she retorted, lowering her butt slowly. I felt an amazing warmth around my cock head and I knew that she'd taken me into her mouth again. God I loved it when she did that, slowly teasing her way down my cock, finally taking it all in and swirling her tongue around the tip.
I decided it was time to reciprocate, after all, that's what a 69 is all about, pleasuring each other simultaneously. Of course I had no real idea what I was doing, so I licked her outer lips like I'd seen in porn videos, then tried to reach my tongue into her as far as I could. She seemed to like it because she let a light moan escape from around my cock, the vibrations felt so good I thought I'd blow my load right there. But I held on by focusing on her, finally withdrawing my tongue from her soaking pussy and licking circles around her clit.
At this Katelynn sped up her bobbing on my penis, bringing me closer and closer to my impeding orgasm. Not to be out done, I sucked her clit into my mouth and licked it passionately, praying that this was what girls liked. Apparently it was, she tried to grind her cunt against my face wildly while I fought the urge to buck into hers. Finally I let out a short moan as my cock erupted into her mouth. She took it all in stride and suppressed a squeak as her pussy tightened and started to fountain liquid onto my face. I stopped sucking her clit long enough to lap the juices off the inside of her thigh, then she withdrew.
I felt her lips crush into mine in a soft, warm kiss. At first I thought it was awkward to kiss a girl who had just given me a blowjob, but I reluctantly opened my mouth when she did, our tongues playing back and forth. After a few minutes I broke the kiss, "Wow, that was......... wow." God, why do I talk? Luckily she just giggled and went back to kissing me. The taste of my sperm on her tongue wasn't welcome, but it was more than worth it to keep this gorgeous woman in my arms.
"I'll never forget this night." She whispered in my ear while she pulled up her pants. "Never." She repeated, then walked up the stairs. I still couldn't sleep after that, dreading the sun and wishing I could re-play this night over and over.
We said our goodbyes outside of the mall Katelynn's mother drove us to, not knowing how I should act with her mother watching, I just stood awkwardly and waited for her to make a move. She hugged Christina tightly, then turned to me and poked my side. "See ya around, square." Katelynn laughed. I poked her back, "Definitely, text me when you get home." She smiled and waved goodbye as Christina and I walked into the mall.
"Have a nice trip?" She asked, breaking the silence. "It was ok, but the bus is freezing, know where I can get a jacket?" I asked. Ultimately I bought a jacket at Hot Topic from the clearance rack, Avengers characters on it, though I hadn't read comics since I was 10. Chris and I sat in the food court waiting for her aunt to pick us up and take me to the bus station. We split a coke and told stories about school and what we wanted to do with our lives.
It was weird but I was actually having fun with Christina, despite how we usually acted towards each other. In the end I managed to make it to the bus station on time, wearing my XXXL Avengers hoodie, the bus ride took forever and I listened to My Chemical Romance and The Used the whole way home, wallowing in the sadness I felt for leaving.
To Be Continued.......
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