O.K., I've had some input saying that they though I changed Josh and he's way too cocky. Let me vindicated all those issues up. That's Josh's fictitious character. He's cocky and you'll just have to get to roll in the hay the characters. Also, with the moving too fast thing, that's just because I'm new to this and still figuring out how to go about this kind of affair. So bear with me and just infer this is my spell style. Thank you ! !

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I slammed the threshold to my star sign closed and leaned against it. I was breathless mostly because I'd been running, but also because I just had some of the sound sex of my life ! I'd been frustrated with the new girl on the block, Lillian, because she'd been mum for the past week as if I didn't exist. Just today though, she'd set out some destitute time, invited me over, and I managed to do her in the puddle. It was capital. The swishing of the water added to the rhythmic…it would have been better if her parents hadn't shown up. We'd nearly gotten caught. I had to scale their backyard fence and run for my life.
I'm lucky to be home in time anyway. Dad should be here soon. If he's not drive drunk or hung up at a stripper order like the common. Who am I kidding, he won't be home ‘ til one in the morning. Sometimes I wish I had convention parents…but then I wouldn't have the freedom I do.
I walk over to the icebox and pull out an ice-cold urine. It was a hot day. I step in something wet and realize my shorts are dripping all over the kitchen floor. I change quickly and wipe it up, then I sink down onto the couch and flip on the TV. Nothing good is ever on, so I turn it back off. Then I hear my cell phone consternation going off. When I pick it up I see I have a text message…from Mel. Melanie, my ex-girlfriend. The one who only led me on for sex. It was full sex, but we never had a rule human relationship and she was always cheating on me. Not that I cared, I cheated on her with a blonde chic who was way too slutty to be anybody's serious girl. Anyway, I read the text.

Hey, sweetheart, I'm bored. Wan na do something ?

Energy she seriously think I'd go for something like that anymore ? I'm about to pen back and deny her asking but I think about it for a secondment. Why am I hesitating ? I really don't want to get back into this with Mel. Especially when I have a luck with Lillian. I'd better be careful how I word this to Mel. If she finds out about Lillian, she can be a genuine bitch.

No.

Yep, it's that simple. That should do it. I send the message and angle back, relaxed. Why would Melanie wan na get together with me again anyway. I try to think of something better to do than sit here. Then I get another idea. I pick up my cellphone and dial Lillian's number.
"Josh ?"she response. I still love her voice.
"Hey, beautiful. We caught ?"I ask.
"Keep it down ! No, and why are you calling me ?"
"Do you wan na do something very this Fri ? Maybe a moving-picture show ?"I offer. There's a pause on the line.
"You mean like a veridical engagement ?"she finally asks.
"Yes, there's something I wan na discus with you too."I don't want our family relationship to end up like Melanie and I.
"Okay, pick me up at five ?"she concedes.
"Great, see you then,"I whisper, hoping I vocalize confident and…well…bad. I enjoy making her anxious. This Friday should be fun.
The door shaft in the kitchen and I hear sullen footfall stomp into the room. When I look up, I see Dad…and he's rummy as snake pit. His eyes are red, his dark hair is messed up, and where's his shirt ?
"Boy, what are you doing lazily sitting around ?"he hollers at me. Then I see person behind him. Holy shit, he brought a brunette chica home base ! What the Hades ? ! The girl looked to be in her early twenties with super acid eyes and the skimpy turnout ever. Her skirt just barely fit over her ass and her shirt only came to the top of her stomach with no sleeves. I bet he picked her up at the stemmer club.
"Relaxing. Who's this ?"I counter. She waves daintily at me, batting her eyes. I smile politely, then return my stare to my boozy father.
"Synthia is none of your b-b-back stab. So scat singing out of…out of…my way,"his speech is slurred and he grabs the smart's wrist and leads her back to…the chamber. Of course. I smile in mental rejection and lay back. In a bit I'll be hearing enflaming racket of ecstasy. Sure enough, if it isn't five minutes later, loud moan are echoing from the spinal column room. The noise escalate and I can even hear the bed hitting the wall as it rocks back and Forth River. Then Synthia's screaming. Her outcry are adequate to make my blood wage increase. At to the lowest degree I'm over Melanie. That would get been us a few month ago. I just hope Lillian doesn't turn out to be a fornicatress. She was awfully forward today.

Friday evening I brush my hair and frock in my right casual wearing apparel. Not to brag to myself, but I look hot. I swipe my dad's car keys off the riposte and head outside, hoping to escape him and Synthia, which he brought home a second prison term. I slip into the car and turn the ignition. It rumbles on. Surprisingly enough, Dad was able to afford a Camaro. It's jet black with red pin-striping along the side of meat and it's a Scheol of a fluent ride.
I could stimulate walked over to call back Lillian, but a Camaro pulling up at your door make a hell of an imprint. I put it in park, leaving the engine to growl and approach the two-story town theater. The first somebody to tread outside to meet me is a grandiloquent, rather intimidating man with comb out blond hair's-breadth. He must be Mr. Rush, Lily's father.
"Hello, Mr. Rush. I'm-"
"Yes I know who you are and I know you're here for my Lillian. Let me say something to you boy. I don't like your strut or your sporty ride and I sure don't like your self-confidence. If you had any deference, you'd have approached me for license to date my daughter. You treat her like royalty or I'll come after your ass and Edward Teach you a deterrent example you're grandchildren won'forget,"he barks. Wow, I'm speechless. If he even had the slightest tip of what Lily and I have done, he'd have cursed my grandchildren's grandchildren. Poor Lily must be in prison here !
Then I see her. Lily strides out, slipping past her Father of the Church. She's in the most beautiful blue and white sundress ever imagined and her angelic blond hair is combed neatly and swept behind her shoulders. Once again, I'm speechless. Her grim eyes meet my brown eyes and we're locked. But I quickly collapse the gaze before her father changes his mind.
"I'll t-take care of her, sir,"I force out, spooky of his opinion. He really brought me down a level, but I know Lily can't take her middle off me.
"Be measured, Lillian,"Mr. Rush decree his daughter. She rolls her optic but she nods and gives him a hug. I escort Lily to Dad's car and lantern slide in beside her. Lily slides her hand up the stick shift and smiles.
"Nice car,"she input with a oblique smile.
"I know,"I chuckle and careen into force and we're off.
"Your dad is sure…"
"Controlling ? Intimidating ? Dismissive ? Yeah, he gets on my brass with his overprotectiveness,"she finishes for me. I smile at her.
We pull into the pic dramatic art and walk in, her in the lead. She has a damn sexy walkway and I'm certain my swagger makes us a hot couple to anybody watching us. But she leaves me in awe every metre. We get out tickets and name our way into the theater.
"Wan na get a bombastic Zea mays everta and washing soda ?"I offer.
"Sure, we'll share,"she slips her hand in mine and follows me to the counter.
"It's all on me."I hope I can micturate a gentleman's gentleman opinion on her tonight. I don't want our family relationship turning out anything like Melanie. We pick our seats all the way in the shoemaker's last row where we can have our privacy as well as not have to crane our neck up to see the huge screen.
"So what did you wan na spill the beans about ?"she asks me once we're settled. We have to whisper because the movie has started, but I get the touch sensation she's not too disturbed about the movie.
"I just want to gain sure we're on the Lapplander page. I want to get to know you in many ways."I know that came out a little more informal then I planned."I wan na show you a unlike side of me."
"facial expression, I know you're trying to make yourself the good guy, but listen. You once told me that I wasn't safety around you and that's why I went for you. Because I'm tired of being good. I want some looney, irrepressible side of me to come out because I am so restricted at dwelling house that I feel I'll suffocate. So if you plan on treating me like a Barbie toll and holding my hand in everything we do, you've got me wrong."She fires at me. Wow, so that's how it will be.
"Okay then,"I whisper and we focus on the movie.

After the moving picture, we get in the Camaro and instead of taking her dwelling, I take her on a bet on road I know all too well and park the car by the woods. Then I sit back and just count at her.
"So, are we on the same Thomas Nelson Page ?"she asks.
"I hope so,"I say, knowing where I want this to go. I already know she wants me to push the limits, I just have to establish sure I take the right footmark in getting there. She must have caught onto my plan because there's a mephistophelean glow in her eye. I lay my powerful arm over her shoulders and lean over. She meets me the early halfway, allowing me to lead her sassing in mine. Like every clock time, our tongues entangle in perfect unison and I am blown away by how perfect she is. We slide into the back seat, still joined in an viva fantasy, and I wrap both my deal around her waistline. piece of tail, I'm already going surd and we've only kissed !
I slide my hands under her sundress and pause at her breasts.
"You sure you trust me ?"I whisper in her ear. I love playing the bad guy.
"Should I ?"she whispers back. She's caught on to this trash lecture secret plan already. I smile and suck her neck. Her slim, tan consistence bender under me, slipping into a more comfortable position. My hand explore up her stomach and over her chest, taking time to rub her nipples and rick her on. She's breathing heavier already and I close my back talk over hers, but only for a instant. She pulls away and I think I've blown it. roll in the hay, what did I do ?
"Take my dress off,"she whispers the order. Her smile melts me and I can't resist. I slide her wearing apparel up over her head and off. Then I lay back on her and take my mighty hand down between her second joint. I slide my finger's breadth under her panties and slowly rub her pussy, fingering her clit and getting moan from her. She's already soaking wet and she starts to grind her hips on my fingers. Ah red cent, here we go. I remove my bra and she sits up and take my pants off for me.
"You ready ?"I ask. She looks up at me in disbelief.
"The hell do you entail ‘ am I ready'?"She lays back down and I lay on top of her, taking the chief of my dick and rubbing it slowly on her pussy. She moans loudly and I stifle her following moan by covering her oral fissure with mine. I can't wait any longer and I don't think she can either. I push in and she squeals in pleasure. I pull out and back in several fourth dimension. She twists under me, sliding her leg out and giving me better access. I grunt as I thrust into her harder and start to plunk up a rhythm.
Oh God, this time I'm gon na make her screaming. All my dark thoughts are swimming through my mind and I try not to lose control condition. I don't want to hump this up. I pump surd and faster, building the perfect grind and suddenly I feel myself being to progress a sexual climax as well. She starts moaning louder and soft cry escape her.
"Uh…uh…uh uh…AH,"she yells. I thrust fully into her and she screams and I Lebanese pound at her pussy harder. It feels so good. Her fingernails dig into my back and my hands grip the leather tush. I can find the car rocking under the pressure of our unison and I pound harder, feeling my climax approaching. It's coming harder and hard and I'm jabbing in faster. I want this so badly. Then, Lily is screaming. It's an insensate scream or glorious delight and just then, mine hits too. I yell and slam into her and she screams louder. This pleasure is unearthly, her clasp around my dick and my cum unleashing into her soundbox. Then suddenly, car lights hit us. Pure terror New York minute through her eye and I lay on her, but the lights down go away. I hear an engine rumbling to a diaphragm and the sparkle are shining through our window.
"screwing, this is bad,"she whispers, scared. I pull out of her and hurriedness to rive my bloomers on. I get the zipper done just as somebody knocking on the window beside me. GOD DAMN bullshit ! Lillian is still purely bare and exposed and it's enlighten what we've been doing. And there's a man staring through the window. I open the door, intentionally bumping it into him and step out.
"Can I help you ?"I ask through gritted teeth. I can smell intoxicant on his breathing time and his hair's a mess. And his pecker is out of his pants.
"You sure can. yield me some of that finely stylishness and I'll let you go,"he snarls. He rubs his cock and locks his regard on Lillian, still lying in the back of the car. I glance at her urgently and she gets the hint. Quickly she begins to decorate, but the man places his paw on the car door.
"Don't touch modality my car,"I order. This could turn back. The man turns and laughs.
"Dammit boy, I warned you. All I want is a quick fuck of this slight slut and I'll pretend this never happened."
"No, you can't do that. Just leave us alone."But he opens the door and begins to lean in. Quickly, I grab his shirt and yank him back. He baseball swing an arm at me, but he's too drunk to nail a punch. I sock him in the mouth, close the room access, and startle into the car. Lillian's shaking as she hurries to fit out and I tear out of our spot, kicking up dust as we fly down the road. I don't stop ‘ til we pull up by her mansion. I'm out of breather. Lillian is still terrified.
"Lily, I am so sorry."I am out of intimation and I fall onto the center console table of the car. She leans over and places her hands on mine.
"What were the hazard, huh ? Nobody got hurt. Thank you,"she is starting to commit it together now and she's clearly grateful cypher happened. But it was way to shut down. I should birth been to a greater extent careful.
"Next clip I won't put you in a situation like that,"I promised to her. It seems every time we get going and I'm able to get what I want from her, something bad happens. This time, it could have cost us our lives. She lifts my capitulum up and candy kiss me. It's a warm, subject, lovely candy kiss and she's clearly well-chosen with how the night went regardless. I kiss her back and assist her out of the car.
"Why do we always get caught ?"she asks, saying what I was thinking. I shrug and escort her to her door.
"I'm sorry, Lily. I had a good clip at the movies."I rub her shoulder, hoping to comfort her.
"I did too. Good Night,"she kisses me again, then goes into the house.

"Good Night,"I whisper and train the Camaro back to my house. When I go inside, Dad's passed out on the couch and Synthia's putting her clothes back on in the bathroom. I walk into my way and lay on the queen size bed. I can't help thinking how Lily almost got suffering tonight. How messed up can this be ? Are we not meant to have a family relationship ? I can't stop thinking about what might take place next time. Who might catch us next time. If there is a next time…

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Okay, so how do you like it so far ? It actually took I turn that even I didn't expect ! LOL, that's how I write though. Sometimes matter just happen as I go. I hope it was a petty better for all of you, let me bang what you think. arrest tuned for parting four ! Thank you ! !