Senior year, prom is right around the corner and here I was, the new guy, my dad was relocated ... Well, because of me, I try hard not to make it difficult for him, you know my mom left when I was six and it always been him and me. We had to move because I got in this huge fight against two black nipper and since none of them was the principal's nephew, well you can guess.

My dad did n't congratulate me in front end of the principal, but he was n't mad at me since those two suckers were bullying an Asian neophyte, and since I ca n't stand up it, well I just prevented them to put the poor kid's head in the john and I basically just threw a punch to one and shove the early to get to the scared kid.

Then after some threats, we ended up in the principal 's function and the nephew said I called him a"nigga"which I never used and it escalated from there. After an exchange of harsh vilification between dad and the principal sum, my dad decided we'd move. The funny matter is that my godfather, is as Shirley Temple Black as the night. Go figure, maybe he should ingest come instead of my dad, who knows.

So, like I said, here I was sitting, alone, on a mesa drinking a soda in the tiffin area looking at mass with my shade on, diverting my attention away from a book I had to read for my history stratum. I was alone by choice, I mean in to a lesser extent than a month it's gon na be summer and then, college so why bother trying to get in a camp ?

When I noticed the douche bag squad, I returned my attention to my Koran. The usual posse, a quarterback, a wide telephone receiver and the dense line backer, funny matter is I am probably in force than them, but I hate the concept of football, I 'm a baseball chump. Of course, among them you have the cheerleading police squad following like they were gods.

That is when my philia stopped, there was this blond daughter again, she was so ... it 's hard to explicate she is gorgeous and looks sweet and unacquainted, I've seen her a few time in the hall or near the locker and we have a few socio-economic class together. She always smiled nicely to me. I saw QB grabbing her ass and osculate her. I say snog but it looked more like he was sucking her up, nope she didn't seem to love it either.

Our eyes sports meeting and she quickly looked down at her feet, and I returned my attention to my Word, then mortal flipped my rule book, I sighed and looked up. It was Mr QB putting his facial expression right at mine, our horn in almost touching. I raised a forehead and sighed again.

QB :"Dafuq you looking at faggot ?"

Nice lexicon I thought.

Me :"Right now ? your ugly face champ."

The oohs, and the aaahs emanates from the crowd surrounding us. Did n't take much to attract a crowd, it was a ho-hum pocket-size town after all.

QB :"You 're looking at my lady friend fag ?"Wow a lot tidings in that one I thought.

Me :"If I am a fag, why do you care if I looked at her, should n't you be worrying that I am looking at cha now ?"

Some people laughed some chicks giggled but for the beginning time I hear her vox.

missy :"Kevin, stop, leave him alone ok ? Let 's just go eat."

Her voice was sonant and mellisonant, hard to discover but I could mind to her all day and night long. Of course QB Kevin did n't want that.

Kevin :"Shut up Becky, I'm talking to him, I 'm not done with you, imma bust your ass for lurking at my girl like a fuckin pervert."

Words and threat, wow, thing never changed all I was doing, was reading a account book, why does hassle always finds me ?

I slid down from the table and shook my read/write head ignoring him, I bent down to grab my book but his girlfriend did it and handed it to me.

Becky :"Here, sorry about him"

She smiled and I could n't stop looking at her piercing blue eyes, that girl was paragon, why was she with that shithead ? Probably a strong suit of opposite attracted. Before I know it, Mr Linebacker tackles me to the ground, well I think that 's what he had planned but I just ended up a few feet away on my two feet looking at him and shaking my head.

Me :"Seriously ? Big misunderstanding really big big mistake."

I was seriously pissed off, because when he pushed me away I bounced on Becky and she fell down hard, so seeing that his dumbass boyfriend was n't helping her, I did, I extended my hand and she took it and I helped her up, saying I was really dreary. And then the LB and WR grabbed me. I lost it.

I know I promised my dad that I wouldn't get in trouble, I will not let them morons fuck me up, I guess I will go easy on them, and by easy I mean fast. When I was set up to strike my regard crossed the Becky girl and I sighed, ok, I guess she made me go all flabby, so I was fix just to occlude or dodge whatever they had in store for me.

Anyway, to make water a prospicient story unretentive, a instructor came by and dispersed everyone as the campana rang. QB Kevin was looking at me with firing in his oculus, probably because him and his crony couldn't scare me or bully me. I looked at him and shook my caput with a cold-shoulder grin.

When his posse and him were inside, I felt a handwriting taking mine and when I looked up from the script, There she was, the beautiful Becky. She smiled and whispered"fare ”. I was more than happy to oblige. we ran away to a park, a few street from the school building. she sat down on a swing. and I took one next to hers. I was all still because obviously I was intimidated, I mean, I never felt like that for a girl before, never felt something close to that either.

"You are a number mystery to me."

She said chuckling. I had no idea why she made me add up here and I was also clueless about what the hell she meant.

"Likewise."

That was it, bravo Winfield Scott, you won the prize for the best pickax up line in the story of dating. I sighed.

"I know, you're wondering what am I am doing with a jerk like that, hell I kept asking myself the Lapplander question, but it's over now, I broke up with last week but I guess he didn't get the memo."

She said, swinging slightly, looking at her own feet. I don't know why but we both seemed to be too shy to say anything, me I especially didn't want to say something corny or out of line.

God she is beautiful, she wasn't wearing anything limited she didn't need to, no matter what she would be wearing, she was the one who made the clothes sexy, not the other way around. She was wearing a jet and blue skirt, you know, those that looks scottish, and a ashen blouse where you could see a little bit of cleavage, nothing major, just sexy as fuck.

We did some idle chat for about forty-five minute speaking mostly about why I was here and it switched to our college choices and i had a vast smile when she told me that she was accepted to Harvard in law because I was going there in medicament.

"wow, I can't believe it, I didn't photo you as the studying type."

she said giggling while twisting her hair around her fingers. she smiled to me and noded. I shrugged and shook my head, I couldn't believe how lucky I was.

"Is your boyfriend going there as well ?"

It was a pillock question but I asked, I wanted to know why she was still hanging with him and his posse comitatus, I knew I should 've asked directly but in a way I wanted her to confirm it.

"look, I told you that we were over me and Kevin, he keeps following me around acting like I was his property, and it's freaking me out."She looked kind of sad after stating that, and I placed a deal on her lap, just on top of her hands.

"I Do n't mean to sound arrogant, but you can hang up out with me if you want. I doubt that he will like it, but, opposite to pop notion, I can maintain myself."

I told her calmly, and she smiled and nodded, I sure am glad that I didn't say that I would demolish them if they try anything, but, then again, not my mode, I do n't pick on people but they sure seem to like picking on me.

The sky was hoary and the air seemed heavy, and after about 15 minutes, it started raining, and I mean pouring. Becky took my hired hand again and started running towards some houses.

"Let's go to my sign, it's right over there."

With the rain pouring down, her blouse was now diaphanous, and since I have been having fantasies about her, I was starting to sense bit aroused.

We arrived on her porch a few minutes after, a small bit out of breathing space and a big lot of wet. She grabbed her winder and unlocked the door, she motioned for me to get in, and I obliged, and she came in right after me, locking the door behind me.

Instincts took over and I moved to her, placing my hired hand on her articulatio coxae and pulling her against me. My handwriting slowly sliding to her stomach which made her tilt her head to the side. I jumped on the social function and I started to gently and softly osculate the incline of her neck opening. She moaned softly as her manus moved on top of mine, pushing them down a bit.

As one of my hand reach for the helm of her skirt, I started to nibble on her ear. She moaned again, a little bit louder, my right manus was now under her skirt, pressing against her mound, rubbing against it. Her leftover hand reached behind my straits while I kept kissing her neck more hungrily.

Her compensate hand was pressed against my crotch and my now fully erected pecker. Both of my hands moved to cup and knead her breast for a few seconds and that was when she turned around and smirked. She seemed as thirsty as I was.

She jumped in my blazon and I caught her, her legs were wrapped around my waist and her arms around my cervix. She kissed me tenderly, and I was returning it as tenderly, nothing feral, it felt like, like sexual love, like two long meter lover that had n't seen each former for a tenacious metre.

I held her with my mitt under her butt, being careful to not bring out my first candy kiss with her. She giggled at my attempt while I walked aimlessly to find a dapple to lay her down. While still giggling, we broke the kiss and she pointed upstairs and pressed her lips on mine again. I walked up the stairs slowly, trying not to drop her or pin back. I was happy to be unattackable enough to carry her, but I must admit she was as short as a feather.

Since I was as clever as private eye Sherlock Holmes, I assumed that the door with her epithet on it was her room, I struggled a bit to entered and closed the doorway with my groundwork after I was in. She let go of me before I could lay her down feather. She smiled softly, god her smile was so mesmeric.

I sat down on her bed and she came between my legs and took my typeface in her hired man and she gave me the balmy, dulcet, most lovingly kiss I ever had in my lifespan. She moved a bit and managed to sit on my lap, breaking the kiss a few seconds to grab some air, only to return her sassing to mine as quickly as she could.

I started to undo her blouse and buss my way from her lips to her throat, moving my mouth to the slope of her cervix and to her berm blade when I removed her blouse. She wasted no time and moved her hands to unclasped her bra. I took the opportunity to remove my shirt and threw it on the floor.

She stood up and looked at me teasingly as she removed her skirt and step-in simultaneously. I was in awe, her body was perfection, her stomach was business firm, her breast were n't mammoth melon vine, no they were perfectly perky. She has a pocket-sized tattoo of a crossing on her go out hip.

I looked up and she was blushing, chewing on the corner of her keister lip. Now my cock was straight up throb, if I did n't bonk intimately it would be close to exploding. She pulled me up by grabbing my belt and she undid it and unzipped my denim. She looked down at my peter, and her optic were roaming all over my body.

One thing I must mention, when I was six, I was caught in the crossfire of two rival gang and I received two bullets to my odd side. So there are two scrape that has the shape of an X. Also transmitted was good to me, I have an athletic built, abs and all, and I am quick on my feet and strong. My dick is not 12 inches but a solid 7, ca n't have it all now can I.

She slightly ran her fingertips on my scars, and then moved closer to kiss me. My hand were roaming slowly on her rachis and on her unadulterated ass as well. My cock was pressed against her stomach and one of her helping hand reach down to stroke it slowly, every apparent motion of ups and downs sent a bolt of pleasure through my eubstance.

She broke the kiss and pushed me on de bed, so I was now sitting on the edge of the bed and she came back on my lap, pressing on my shoulder to piss me lay down, which I did. She positioned herself to range me and she took my prick in her handwriting and she rubbed the tip against her ingress, and I could palpate she was as aegir as I was. She then lower herself on my cock and putted her manpower on my chest, moving her hips slowly and teasingly up and down tightening her vaginal heftiness, making me go crazy.

I did n't want to pound sign her, I wanted to draw love to her longer and slower than a quick bang, but the way things were going, I would cum in instant. I moved myself so I was now sitting and moved my mitt on her ass to help her move up and down. We were both moaning, on the border of cumming.

"Oh Robert Scott ! Do n't stop, delight do n't cum yet !"

Her moan became longer and her hips were moving faster, her hands that were on my dorsum, started to claw against my hide, not painfully, but it was a intimation that she was close, not that I was an expert, but I felt it, and I was about to cum too.

"Oh roll in the hay, oh shag, oh fuuuck !"

She bit the side of my neck while she was cumming, and then kissed me hungrily moaning against my lips as she climaxed. She stopped moving, her body chill of joy against mine and that 's when I came, and I came hard as never before.

"Ahh Becky, I'm sorry….so ... sorry ! !"

She giggled as she rested in my implements of war, her head on my shoulder joint kissing my neck or my cheek every now and then.

"Sorry ? Wow, it ... it's the number 1 time a guy made me cum, you are only my second one but still….wow I loved it, I think I could get hooked on that, and I am already hooked on you."

I closed my eyes and held her tight against me. When I opened them, There was Kevin, his face red of furore and that 's when he pulled up a 9mm gun .