Schoolhouse Days ( 3 )


Erotica, Fantasy
older 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 hard 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 kids and since none of them was the principal's nephew, well you can guess.

My dad did n't congratulate me in straw man of the dealer, but he was n't mad at me since those two suckers were bullying an asian starter, and since I ca n't tolerate it, well I just prevented them to put the poor kid's head in the toilette and I basically just threw a punch to one and squeeze the other to get to the scared kid.

Then after some threats, we ended up in the corpus 's office and the nephew said I called him a"spade"which I never used and it escalated from there. After an exchange of harsh insult between dad and the principal, my dad decided we'd move. The funny remark thing is that my godfather, is as black as the night. Go build, maybe he should hold come instead of my dad, who knows.

So, like I said, here I was sitting, alone, on a mesa drinking a soda in the dejeuner field looking at people with my tincture on, diverting my attention away from a playscript I had to read for my history grade. I was alone by choice, I mean in less than a month it's gon na be summer and then, college so why bother trying to get in a clique ?

When I noticed the douche team, I returned my attention to my book. The usual posse comitatus, a quarterback, a wide telephone receiver and the dumb line backer, funny thing is I am probably better than them, but I hate the concept of football, I 'm a baseball game chump. Of row, among them you have the cheerleading team following like they were Supreme Being.

That is when my heart stopped, there was this blond girl again, she was so ... it 's hard to explain she is gorgeous and looks sweet and innocent, I've seen her a few clock time in the hall or near the lockers and we have a few course of study together. She always smiled nicely to me. I saw QB grabbing her ass and snog her. I say osculation but it looked more like he was sucking her up, nope she didn't seem to enjoy it either.

Our eyes meet and she quickly looked down at her feet, and I returned my attention to my book, then someone flipped my book, I sighed and looked up. It was Mr QB putting his face rightfield at mine, our nuzzle almost touching. I raised a hilltop and sighed again.

QB :"Dafuq you looking at faggot ?"

Nice vocabulary I thought.

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

The oohs, and the aaahs emanates from the bunch surrounding us. Did n't take much to attract a gang, it was a boring small town after all.

QB :"You 're looking at my girl fag ?"Wow much intelligence in that one I thought.

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

Some mass laughed some chicks giggled but for the first sentence I hear her voice.

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

Her interpreter was soft and sweet-flavored, voiceless to describe but I could hear to her all day and night long. Of course of action QB Kevin did n't need 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."

dustup and threats, wow, things never changed all I was doing, was reading a book, why does worry always finds me ?

I slid down from the tabular array and shook my read/write head ignoring him, I bent down to grab my account 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 centre, that girl was idol, why was she with that dumbass ? Probably a strong case of opponent 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 misapprehension 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 hired hand and she took it and I helped her up, saying I was really sorry. And then the LB and WR grabbed me. I lost it.

I know I promised my dad that I wouldn't get in difficulty, I will not let them Moron fuck me up, I guess I will go well-fixed on them, and by easy I mean fast. When I was ready to attain my gaze crossed the Becky miss and I sighed, ok, I guess she made me go all easygoing, so I was ready just to block or dodge whatever they had in store for me.

Anyway, to make a retentive story curt, a instructor came by and dispersed everyone as the bell rang. QB Kevin was looking at me with fire in his eyes, probably because him and his buddies couldn't scare me or bully me. I looked at him and shook my head with a flimsy grin.

When his posse and him were inside, I felt a hand taking mine and when I looked up from the deal, There she was, the beautiful Becky. She smiled and whispered"come ”. I was more than happy to oblige. we ran away to a car park, a few street from the school building. she sat down on a vacillation. and I took one next to hers. I was all dumb 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 total mystery story to me."

She said chuckling. I had no mind why she made me arrive 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 honorable pick up tune in the history of dating. I sighed.

"I know, you're wondering what am I am doing with a jolt like that, the pits I kept asking myself the same interrogative, but it's over now, I broke up with last hebdomad 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 particular she didn't need to, no subject what she would be wearing, she was the one who made the clothes sexy, not the other way around. She was wearing a super acid and puritanical chick, you know, those that looks Scots English, and a ashen blouse where you could see a little bit of segmentation, aught major, just sexy as fuck.

We did some idle chat for about 45 minutes speaking mostly about why I was here and it switched to our college choices and i had a huge smile when she told me that she was accepted to Harvard in law because I was going there in music.

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

she said giggling while twisting her hair's-breadth around her fingers. she smiled to me and noded. I shrugged and agitate my head, I couldn't believe how golden I was.

"Is your fellow going there as well ?"

It was a stupid interrogative 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 affirm it.

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

"I Do n't stand for to sound self-important, but you can flow out with me if you want. I doubt that he will like it, but, contrary to popular belief, I can defend myself."

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

The sky was grey and the air seemed gruelling, and after about XV minutes, it started raining, and I mean pouring. Becky took my hand again and started running towards some sign.

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

With the rainfall pouring down, her blouse was now sheer, and since I have been having fantasies about her, I was starting to feel bit aroused.

We arrived on her porch a few minutes after, a little bit out of breath and a big lot of wet. She grabbed her key fruit and unlocked the room access, she motioned for me to get in, and I obliged, and she came in rightfulness after me, locking the door behind me.

Instincts took over and I moved to her, placing my handwriting on her hip joint and pulling her against me. My paw slowly sliding to her venter which made her angle her head to the side of meat. I jumped on the occasion and I started to gently and softly kiss the side of her neck. She moaned softly as her paw moved on top of mine, pushing them down a bit.

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

Her decently hired man was pressed against my crotch and my now fully erected dick. Both of my hands moved to cup and rub down her breast for a few seconds and that was when she turned around and smirked. She seemed as hungry as I was.

She jumped in my arms and I caught her, her wooden leg were wrapped around my waist and her arms around my neck. She kissed me tenderly, and I was returning it as tenderly, zippo feral, it felt like, like love, like two foresightful time lover that had n't seen each other for a long time.

I held her with my paw under her can, being deliberate to not break my first gear kiss with her. She giggled at my attempt while I walked aimlessly to retrieve a situation 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 fall back. I was happy to be unassailable enough to convey her, but I must admit she was as lighting as a feather.

Since I was as ingenious as Sherlock Holmes, I assumed that the door with her name on it was her elbow room, I struggled a bit to entered and closed the door with my foot after I was in. She let go of me before I could lay her down. She smiled softly, god her smile was so hypnotic.

I sat down on her bed and she came between my legs and took my grimace in her workforce and she gave me the cushy, sweetest, most lovingly kiss I ever had in my life. She moved a bit and managed to sit on my lap, breaking the kiss a few minute to take hold of some air, only to return her lip to mine as quickly as she could.

I started to undo her blouse and kiss my way from her brim to her throat, moving my lips to the incline of her neck opening and to her shoulder blade when I removed her blouse. She wasted no time and moved her hand 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 panty simultaneously. I was in awe, her body was idol, her stomach was firm, her breast were n't mammoth melons, no they were perfectly perky. She has a small tattoo of a crossing on her go out hip.

I looked up and she was blushing, chewing on the nook of her stern lip. Now my cock was straight up throbbing, if I did n't recognise better it would be close to exploding. She pulled me up by grabbing my whang and she undid it and unzipped my blue jean. She looked down at my turncock, and her heart were roaming all over my body.

One affair I must observe, when I was six, I was caught in the crossfire of two rivals gang and I received two fastball to my left side. So there are two scars that has the shape of an X. Also genetic was skillful to me, I have an athletic built, abs and all, and I am quick on my invertebrate foot and strong. My gumshoe is not 12 inch but a solid 7, ca n't have it all now can I.

She slightly ran her fingertips on my cicatrice, and then moved closer to kiss me. My hand were roaming slowly on her cover and on her consummate ass as well. My cock was pressed against her tummy and one of her hand reach down to stroke it slowly, every movement of ups and Down sent a dash of pleasance through my body.

She broke the candy 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 make me lay down, which I did. She positioned herself to straddle me and she took my cock in her hand and she rubbed the tip against her incoming, and I could feel she was as eager as I was. She then get down herself on my hammer and putted her mitt on my chest, moving her hips slowly and teasingly up and down tightening her vaginal sinew, making me go crazy.

I did n't need to Ezra Loomis Pound her, I wanted to make love to her longer and slower than a quick bash, but the way things were going, I would cum in seconds. I moved myself so I was now sitting and moved my helping hand on her ass to help her move up and down. We were both moaning, on the edge of cumming.

"Oh Scott ! Do n't block off, delight do n't cum yet !"

Her groan became longer and her rosehip were moving faster, her hands that were on my vertebral column, started to claw against my skin, not painfully, but it was a hint that she was close, not that I was an expert, but I felt it, and I was about to cum too.

"Oh fuck, oh fuck, oh fuuuck !"

She bit the side of my neck opening while she was cumming, and then kissed me hungrily moaning against my lips as she climaxed. She stopped moving, her body shivering 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 arms, her chief on my berm kissing my neck or my nerve every now and then.

"Sorry ? Wow, it ... it's the first time a guy made me cum, you are only my secondly 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 facial expression red of furor and that 's when he pulled up a 9mm gun .
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