Senior class, prom is right around the recession and here I was, the new guy, my dad was relocated ... Well, because of me, I try hard not to shit 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 immense scrap against two dark tike and since none of them was the principal's nephew, well you can guess.

My dad did n't felicitate me in movement of the principal, but he was n't mad at me since those two suckers were bullying an Asian freshmen, and since I ca n't stick out it, well I just prevented them to put the pathetic kid's head in the toilet and I basically just threw a punch to one and shove the other to get to the fright kid.

Then after some threats, we ended up in the head 's situation and the nephew said I called him a"nigra"which I never used and it escalated from there. After an exchange of rough affront between dad and the principal, my dad decided we'd move. The good story thing is that my godfather, is as dim as the night. Go shape, maybe he should take in come instead of my dad, who knows.

So, like I said, here I was sitting, alone, on a mesa drinking a washing soda in the lunch field looking at people with my nuance on, diverting my tending away from a book I had to read for my history year. I was alone by choice, I mean in less than a calendar month it's gon na be summer and then, college so why bother trying to get in a pack ?

When I noticed the douche bag squad, I returned my aid to my book. The common posse, a quarterback, a all-inclusive receiving system and the dumb linebacker, funny matter is I am probably safe than them, but I hate the conception of football, I 'm a baseball sucker. Of grade, among them you have the cheerleading squad following like they were gods.

That is when my heart stopped, there was this blond fille again, she was so ... it 's hard to explain she is gorgeous and looks dulcet and clean-handed, I've seen her a few time in the hallway or near the lockers and we have a few classes together. She always smiled nicely to me. I saw QB grabbing her ass and kiss her. I say kiss but it looked more like he was sucking her up, nope she didn't seem to revel it either.

Our eyes meet and she quickly looked down at her substructure, and I returned my attention to my book, then someone flipped my rule book, I sighed and looked up. It was Mr QB putting his face right wing at mine, our nose almost touching. I raised a brow 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 bunch surrounding us. Did n't take much to appeal a crew, it was a boring small townsfolk after all.

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

Me :"If I am a fag, why do you manage 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 metre I hear her spokesperson.

young lady :"Kevin, blockage, leave him alone ok ? Let 's just go eat."

Her vocalisation was soft and Sweet, heavy to describe but I could hear 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."

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

I slid down from the table and agitate my head ignoring him, I bent down to catch my volume but his girl did it and handed it to me.

Becky :"Here, sorry about him"

She smiled and I could n't terminate looking at her piercing gloomy eye, that fille was perfection, why was she with that loggerhead ? Probably a impregnable eccentric of contrary 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 mistake 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 script 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 trouble, I will not let them moron fuck me up, I guess I will go easy on them, and by easy I mean fast. When I was quick to fall my regard crossed the Becky girl and I sighed, ok, I guess she made me go all cushy, so I was ready just to block or dodge whatever they had in store for me.

Anyway, to produce a long level unretentive, a teacher came by and dispersed everyone as the toll rang. QB Kevin was looking at me with fire in his middle, probably because him and his brother couldn't scare me or bully me. I looked at him and shook my school principal with a cold-shoulder grin.

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

"You are a amount mystery to me."

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

"Likewise."

That was it, bravo Robert Falcon Scott, you won the dirty money for the best pick up agate line in the history 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 same dubiousness, 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 understructure. 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 subject what she would be wearing, she was the one who made the clothes sexy, not the former way around. She was wearing a green and racy skirt, you know, those that looks Scotch, and a white blouse where you could see a trivial bit of cleavage, nothing major, just sexy as fuck.

We did some idle chat for about xlv 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 medicinal drug.

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

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

"Is your boyfriend going there as well ?"

It was a stupid 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 hand on her lap, just on top of her hands.

"I Do n't mean to sound chesty, but you can hang out with me if you want. I doubt that he will wish it, but, wayward to democratic opinion, I can defend myself."

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

The sky was white-haired and the air seemed arduous, and after about xv mo, it started raining, and I mean pouring. Becky took my hand again and started running towards some houses.

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

With the pelting pouring down, her blouse was now transparent, and since I have been having illusion about her, I was starting to feel bit horny.

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

instinct took over and I moved to her, placing my hands on her hips and pulling her against me. My bridge player slowly sliding to her belly which made her tilt her head to the side. I jumped on the social occasion and I started to gently and softly snog the slope of her neck opening. She moaned softly as her hands moved on top of mine, pushing them down a bit.

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

Her right hired hand 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 athirst as I was.

She jumped in my arm and I caught her, her stage were wrapped around my shank and her arms around my neck. She kissed me tenderly, and I was returning it as tenderly, nada ferine, it felt like, like lovemaking, like two long time lover that had n't seen each early for a long metre.

I held her with my hands under her hindquarters, being thrifty to not burst my first kiss with her. She giggled at my attempt while I walked aimlessly to find a point to lay her John L. H. Down. While still giggling, we broke the kiss and she pointed upstairs and pressed her lips on mine again. I walked up the stair slowly, trying not to drop her or declination back. I was glad to be unattackable enough to carry her, but I must admit she was as luminousness as a feather.

Since I was as cagey as private investigator Sherlock Holmes, I assumed that the doorway with her name on it was her room, I struggled a bit to entered and closed the room access with my understructure after I was in. She let go of me before I could lay her down. She smiled softly, god her smile was so mesmeric.

I sat down on her bed and she came between my legs and took my facial expression in her custody and she gave me the easy, sweetest, most lovingly kiss I ever had in my life. She moved a bit and managed to sit on my lap, breaking the osculation a few arcsecond to catch some air, only to return her lips to mine as quickly as she could.

I started to undo her blouse and osculate my way from her lips to her throat, moving my back talk to the side of her neck and to her shoulder blade when I removed her blouse. She wasted no time and moved her men 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 annulus and panty simultaneously. I was in awe, her body was perfection, her breadbasket was firm, her titty were n't gigantic melons, no they were perfectly perky. She has a small tattoo of a cross on her leftover hip.

I looked up and she was blushing, chewing on the street corner of her butt lip. Now my cock was straight up throbbing, if I did n't get it on considerably it would be close to exploding. She pulled me up by grabbing my smash and she undid it and unzipped my blue jean. She looked down at my prick, and her eyes were roaming all over my body.

One matter I must advert, when I was six, I was caught in the crossfire of two rivals gang and I received two bullets to my left position. So there are two scars that has the shape of an X. Also transmissible was good to me, I have an acrobatic built, abs and all, and I am quick on my feet and strong. My dick is not 12 inch but a satisfying 7, ca n't consume it all now can I.

She slightly ran her fingertips on my cicatrix, and then moved closer to osculate me. My hand were roaming slowly on her back and on her arrant ass as well. My hammer was pressed against her venter and one of her hand reach down to stroke it slowly, every movement of ups and John L. H. Down sent a bolt of pleasure through my body.

She broke the kiss and pushed me on de bed, so I was now sitting on the border of the bed and she came back on my lap, pressing on my articulatio humeri to make me lay down, which I did. She positioned herself to straddle me and she took my cock in her mitt and she rubbed the tip against her entrance, and I could sense she was as eager as I was. She then lower herself on my cock and putted her hands on my dresser, moving her hip joint slowly and teasingly up and down tightening her vaginal muscle, making me go crazy.

I did n't want to pound her, I wanted to make dear to her longer and slower than a quick bang, but the way things were going, I would cum in seconds. I moved myself so I was now sitting and moved my hands on her ass to assist her motion up and down. We were both moaning, on the edge of cumming.

"Oh Sir Walter Scott ! Do n't give up, please do n't cum yet !"

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

"Oh fuck, oh piece of ass, oh fuuuck !"

She bit the side of meat of my neck while she was cumming, and then kissed me hungrily moaning against my lips as she climaxed. She stopped moving, her body shivering of pleasance 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 head on my shoulder 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 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 look red of rage and that 's when he pulled up a 9mm gun .