I sat in front man of my conceitedness mirror, brushing my haircloth. I was so emotional for my particular date with John 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 date. I eagerly accepted, and we made design.

* rap * * knock * * knock *

I heard him knock, and smiled brightly before giving myself a once over. My half bleached, half black hair's-breadth was perfectly straightened in the front man, expertly spiked in the back, my makeup was precise, and my outfit was the advantageously possible mix of sexy and cute. I was wearing a cute blacken and green plaid doll and a tight ovalbumin collared shirt with a small gold cross necklace.

* bang * * knock * * roast *

I raced down the hall, almost tripping as I skidded to a stop in strawman of the room access. I opened it and smiled, blushing a fiddling as he checked me out shyly.

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

'' I thought we 'd go to my house, I made dinner and rented the young Final Destination movie, '' John Drew said, holding the passenger doorway for me. I bite my lip, holding back a huge grin.

'' Sounds fantastic ! '' I gushed as John Drew got in and began the driving force. We chatted about schoolhouse, and when we arrived he got out and hurried to open my room access for me.

He had the dinner already cooked, and started the film before serving me. He cooked steak and mashed potato, which was toothsome. When asked what I wanted to drink, one of the choice was vodka and cranberry juice and I agreed.

We ate, I got a couplet 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 moving picture. As the credits rolled, I rested my head on Drew 's lap, tiredly cuddling up. Drew 's hand went to my hair's-breadth, softly petting it as he put some other movie on from Netflix. I fell asleep, blissfully tispy and tired.

I woke up maybe an minute later, feeling something hard against my head. I yawned and opened my eyes, seeing that it was Drew 's member, pushing against the textile of his jeans. My skirt had rode up when I laid down, and my white cotton plant pantie 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 niggling and I kissed him on the lips softly. He woke up, a picayune groggy at first, and blushed.

'' diddley, did I fall asleep ? '' he asked, and I nodded, laughing softly. He glanced at his genitalia, and his flush darkened.

'' I, uh, I should get you nursing home, '' Drew muttered, getting up and trying to adjust himself. I shook my head and slipped off my shoes.

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

'' Alright, but after that, I'ma take you rest home, you should catch some Z's this off, '' he replied, then covered his eyes, beginning his counting to twenty. I ran to his room and pulled my shirt off, taking a photo of my discarded shirt and sending it to his telephone. I heard it go off, and hid in his closet.

'' holy place 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 flashy laughter, giving my hiding billet away.

Drew opened his closet and I handed him my bra, still giggling. He took it, staring at my bare titty before gentley pulling me out of the loo. 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 bridge player going to his bare chest.

'' You 're so freaking 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 custody went to my lower dorsum, 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 drink, '' Drew said breathily in between kisses. I was felicitous he was so ... mature, but I wanted to extend to him, gustatory modality him.

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

I slowly began to jerk off him off, gripping his hardening manhood softly and moving my hand. He moaned softly, and I smiled, giggling. I kept stroking, moving my lips to the tip to osculate it, then suck it. I took the head in my rima oris and started sucking it, flicking my tongue in different traffic pattern.

'' prick ... 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 take a minuscule break, pelf, '' I said, `` we can remain this on our succeeding date ! '' I smiled up at him, and kissed him softly.

'' I really respect that, seriously. Want me to take ya home ? '' John Drew asked, smiling as he got up and pulled his pants back on. I nodded and put my bra and shirt on, brushing my hair 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 appointment, '' he said gratefully, and walked me out the door, picking my shoes up and opening the room access. `` Oh, it 's rocky out here, lem me carry you, '' he said, picking me up and walking me to the passenger incline of his truck.

He handed me my brake shoe and got in the number one wood 's place. On the drive abode, I slid my shoes on and spent the rest of the time stuttering and blushing about naught. I was starting to sober up, and could n't conceive what I had done.

When we got to my house, Drew walked me to the door and held my men, kissing me sweetly before leaving, thanking me again. I was in honey .