I sat in straw man of my vanity mirror, brushing my hair. I was so excited for my date with Drew, the boy I had been crushing on for weeks. I had finally gotten the courage to talk to him, and he ended up asking me on a day of the month. I eagerly accepted, and we made design.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

I heard him pink, and smiled brightly before giving myself a once over. My half bleached, half black whisker was perfectly straightened in the front, expertly spiked in the rachis, my makeup was exact, and my turnout was the best possible mix of sexy and cute. I was wearing a cute black and greenness plaid skirt and a pixilated Edward White collared shirt with a small gold Cross necklace.

*knock* *knock* *knock*

I raced down the mansion house, almost tripping as I skidded to a arrest in figurehead of the door. I opened it and smiled, blushing a minuscule as he checked me out shyly.

'' You look beautiful, '' he muttered, and I stuttered a 'thank you'before locking the room access behind me and walked with him to his truck.

'' I thought we 'd go to my house, I made dinner and rented the new Final Destination movie, '' Drew said, holding the passenger room access for me. I bite my lip, holding back a immense grin.

'' Sounds fantastic ! '' I gushed as Drew got in and began the thrust. We chatted about school day, and when we arrived he got out and hurried to open my door for me.

He had the dinner already cooked, and started the movie before serving me. He cooked steak and mashed potatoes, which was scrumptious. When asked what I wanted to fuddle, one of the options was vodka and cranberry juice and I agreed.

We ate, I got a couple refills of my drink, and watched the movie, and somewhere in that we cuddled up together and stayed like that til the end of the movie. As the credits rolled, I rested my head on John Drew 's lap, tiredly cuddling up. Drew 's hand went to my hairsbreadth, softly petting it as he put some other movie on from Netflix. I fell asleep, blissfully tispy and tired.

I woke up maybe an hour later, feeling something hard against my head. I yawned and opened my eyes, seeing that it was John Drew 's penis, pushing against the material of his jeans. My skirt had rode up when I laid down, and my white cotton step-in were showing. I got up and looked at Drew, who appeared to be asleep.

'' Drew ? Wakey wakey ! '' I giggled, still intoxicated, and kissed him on the cheek. He stirred a little and I kissed him on the backtalk softly. He woke up, a niggling groggy at first, and blushed.

'' Shit, did I lessen asleep ? '' he asked, and I nodded, laughing softly. He glanced at his crotch, and his blush darkened.

'' I, uh, I should drive you home, '' Drew muttered, getting up and trying to set himself. I shook my caput and slipped off my shoes.

'' Let 's playy ... .hide n seek ! '' I cried out excitedly, a design forming in my head. He smirked and nodded.

'' Alright, but after that, I'ma take you domicile, you should slumber this off, '' he replied, then covered his middle, beginning his count to twenty. I ran to his room and pulled my shirt off, taking a picture of my cast aside shirt and sending it to his phone. I heard it go off, and hid in his closet.

'' holy shit, '' he muttered, and I heard him jog down the hall into his room.

'' Hey, hun, where 'd ya go ? '' Drew asked, and I giggled, which turned into loud laughter, giving my concealment spot away.

Drew opened his wardrobe and I handed him my bra, still giggling. He took it, staring at my bare tit before gentley pulling me out of the closet. He pulled his shirt off and we stared at eachother, before we both moved towards eachother, me getting on my tip-toes to kiss him eagerly, my hands going to his bare chest.

'' You 're so gross out hot, '' I muttered, and kissed him with even more desperation. I wanted him to know how bad I wanted him. I pulled him towards his bed, and we fell onto it, me on top of him. His mitt went to my lower spinal column, and my hands went on each side of him, holding myself up.

'' I do n't wan na do too much, not when you 're intoxicated, '' John Drew said breathily in between kiss. I was happy he was so ... mature, but I wanted to touch him, taste him.

'' We wo n't, I promise, '' I whispered, sliding my hands down his chest, softly scratching him. He shivered, and I unbuttoned his pants, sliding them down. He half-heartedly tried to hinder me, but he obviously wanted to see what I 'd do.

I slowly began to she-bop him off, gripping his hardening humanness softly and moving my mitt. He moaned softly, and I smiled, giggling. I kept stroking, moving my sassing to the tip to osculate it, then suck it. I took the head in my mouth and started sucking it, flicking my glossa in dissimilar patterns.

'' Shit ... you need to s-s-stop ... it 's been a bit since I 've ... .oh god ... I 'm getting close, '' Drew groaned, and I pulled away, laughing.

'' Let 's train a little pause, sugar, '' I said, `` we can continue this on our next particular date ! '' I smiled up at him, and kissed him softly.

'' I really respect that, seriously. Want me to claim ya home ? '' Drew asked, smiling as he got up and pulled his gasp back on. I nodded and put my bra and shirt on, brushing my whisker back. He walked into he kitchen and opened the fridge, pulling a rose out and handing it to me.

'' Thanks for taking me up on this date, '' he said gratefully, and walked me out the room access, picking my brake shoe up and opening the threshold. `` Oh, it 's rough out here, lem me carry you, '' he said, picking me up and walking me to the passenger side of his truck.

He handed me my shoes and got in the driver 's seat. On the driving force plate, I slid my shoes on and spent the rest of the time stuttering and blushing about nothing. I was starting to sober up, and could n't believe what I had done.

When we got to my family, John Drew walked me to the door and held my hands, kissing me sweetly before leaving, thanking me again. I was in sexual love .