Teen Male/Teen Female

Morning Bells (Part Four: Chicago)

Hey I’m sorry if it took so long to come out with this chapter i actually stayed up last night and spent about 6 hours writing it so i hope everyone enjoys, if you have any questions or ideas please let me know i try to reply to all the comments i get. Thank you to all the readers that continue to follow the story!

Morning Bells (Part Four: Chicago)

Hey I’m sorry if it took so long to come out with this chapter i actually stayed up last night and spent about 6 hours writing it so i hope everyone enjoys, if you have any questions or ideas please let me know i try to reply to all the comments i get. Thank you to all the readers that continue to follow the story!

Morning Bells (Part Four: Chicago)

Hey I’m sorry if it took so long to come out with this chapter i actually stayed up last night and spent about 6 hours writing it so i hope everyone enjoys, if you have any questions or ideas please let me know i try to reply to all the comments i get. Thank you to all the readers that continue to follow the story!

Jake’s Adventures: Part I

This is my first story, so positive criticism is welcome. There is a fair amount of intro and backstory so be forewarned, that’s only because this is planned to be a deep story with multiple parts. And the intimate parts are very minimal. I was going to add something else after where it leaves off but I thought it was long enough. Rest assured part two if desired will have must more to think about. 😉
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At first Jake seems like your average high school senior. Brown hair, brown eyes, around 5’9” short hair, just turned 18, and a fairly athletic and toned build from working out year-round and playing soccer in the fall, but certainly not muscular and built like a tank or anything.
It was the second week in may of Jake’s senior yeah of high school and things in general were going pretty well. He had been accepted to most of the universities he had chosen as top picks and after looking at his choices he felt pretty good about where he had committed: the local state school since it had a strong Engineering program and he knew that was what he wanted to do. The fact that they had given him the best financial aid package just sealed the cake.
But before he got there he had a few things that were weighing heavy on his mind. Senior prom was coming up in two weeks and he didn’t have a date yet. He hadn’t gone last year but he knew he didn’t want to pass up the chance this year. Unfortunately most of the girls were getting asked out quickly as dates and Jake was running out of time. He already had one person in mind but he just had to find a good time to ask her… and fast!
“So class that’s why we use the shell method for this particular problem, and not the disk method. You have to make sure you look at the problem and see which axis you are integrating with respect to and then see which method is easiest to use…” Mr. Johnson, the Calculus teacher said as he looked around the room for any questions.
He continued, “Now, your homework is to do problems….”
Just then and not a moment too soon the bell rang to signal the end of the school day and everyone in the class jumped up to leave before the teacher could assign any homework.’’
Jake looked beside him an saw Kaylee gathering up her things and tried to time it so he “conveniently” would be done just the same time she was.
Jake had known Kaylee for two years now. She was in his pre-calculus, trigonometry, and physics classes. She wasn’t really interested in the subjects like Jake was, she was just a genius and her parents made her take these “hard classes” to boost up her transcript; her real passion was photography. But the hard classes were not hard at all to her, she barely studied and always beat Jake even though he studied day in and day out. She ended up getting accepted to Yale and Stanford, and Jake was always very jealous of her for that.
Their friendship was one of those kind of awkward “school only” friendships. They had no trouble taking about school subjects, classes, sports, and all of the gossip like great friends while in school but didn’t really do anything outside of that. Maybe it was the fact Jake was slightly intimidated by her intelligence, but none of that mattered now, he was just gonna take a chance and see what happens…
Now it should be noted Kaylee was probably the most beautiful girl in the school. She was 18 too, had gorgeous blonde hair that you might initially think had to be bleached, but it wasn’t. She had blue eyes and her face was just about perfect. Her body was no less stunning. She was the star of the track and cross country teams at around 5’6”, and she wasn’t your typical “scrawny stick runner” she had a very toned yet subtlety athletic body that was usually hidden by her most conservative dress style.
“Hey Kaylee, how’s it going?” Jake asked as he followed in step beside her.
“Not too bad, Jake. I’m glad there was no homework today, that stuff is boooooring!” she said with her usual incredible smile.
Jake decided to do something he hadn’t done before and turned on the charm a bit, “Oh common you don’t even need to do the homework, Ms. I know everything.” he said as he playfully nudged her in the side.
She gave him a questioning look, but didn’t protest so he took that as a good sign.
Jake tried to get straight to the point before he got too nervous, “Say, you don’t happen to have a date to the prom yet do you?”
Jake asked this question already knowing the answer, since Kaylee rejecting pretty much all the jocks in the school who asked her was not breaking news or anything.
Kaylee smiled back again, “Why no… I don’t. Why do you ask?”
She just had to make this hard, didn’t she?
“Well I was thinking maybe we could go together. I mean I’m sure it would be fun and everything but I mean if you don’t want to…” Jake was cut off right there.
“I’ve love to go with you, Jake! But I’ve got to go take my sister to a doctors appointment in a few minutes so I gotta hurry right now, sorry. Text me later.”
As she said that she slipped a piece of paper in jake’s backpack as she gave him a quick peck on the cheek and then flew off down the hall in her characteristic runner’s stride
Jake couldn’t believe what had just happened. Had it really been that easy? Did she expect it? How else would she already have her phone number on a piece of paper…
That was when his best friend Steve interrupted.
“Yo man! Looking a bit flushed there, what happened?”
Steve was quite different from Jake. He was somewhat of a “jock”, the star of the soccer team, and not all that bright, but he had all of the girls in the school goggling their eyes at him and he knew it. Despite that he was a pretty nice guy overall and Jake and him had been best friends since first grade.
Jake responded, still somewhat in disbelief, “Uh… well you see, I just got a date to the prom…”
“Really, with who? That’s sweet!”
“Well, Kaylee.”
Steve burst out laughing, “Funny! But really, who?”
Jake gave him a friendly punch, “I’m being serious, Kaylee”
“No way, man! unbelievable. Half the guys in the school asked her out and you are the one she said yes to? She must really like you…” Steve said while playfully doing a kissing motion.
“Knock it off, we’re just friends now.”
“Yeah yeah fair enough, although you never know. Hey, you still planning on going to the gym and then coming to the pickup soccer game tonight?”
Jake thought about how he really really wanted to talk to Kaylee for some reason, “No, I think I’m gonna just work out a little longer than then skip the game. Kaylee wanted me to text her.”
Steve rolled his eyes, “Are you being for real right now? Bros before hoes, Jake, bros before hoes. I’m just kidding though it’s cool. I’ll tell the guys you already had plans. See ya tomorrow, you should come to my party this weekend too!” With that he turned and started down the hall, but not without a whisper of “Get some!” as he went by.
Jake was still nervous later when he talked to Kaylee that night but things seemed to be going well so he started to feel more comfortable. Eventually she said her family wanted to have him over for dinner tomorrow and he agreed. It was kind of nice getting to know her better outside of school.
The school day came and went pretty uneventfully. He chatted with Kaylee in class like usual but the conversation was less about school now and more about each other. As the day ended they again walked out of Calculus to Kaylee’s locker.
“So what time should I show up your house?”
“Around 6 o’clock. We usually eat around 6:30.”
“Alright, cool. Any suggestions?”
“Yeah, dress nicely, and don’t be too afraid of my dad. He used to be a marine, and I haven’t really dated many other people before, or at least they never got past the meeting my dad step so he’ll probably try to scare you off.” Kaylee gave a little wink and then started to walk towards her car.
Jake swallowed hard but tried to remain relaxed, “Ah, I see. Well I’ll remember that. I think I can handle him.” he teased back. After saying hello to Kaylee’s 15 year old little sister, Amy.
Steve did a quick workout that day and played a short session of pick-up soccer with Steve and the guys before heading home early to get ready. He went with a nice button down shirt, khakis, and brown dress shoes.
Walking up the the house was a bit intimidating. He expected Kaylee’s dad to pop out from a bush and have Jake give him 100 push ups, but that never happened. It was actually Amy who answered the door in a gorgeous dress of her own, and Jake realized that beauty clearly ran in the family as she shared he sister’s blonde hair, although hers was more of a “dirty blonde” and her eyes were brown.
Amy led Jake into the living room where Kaylee and a tall man with a shaved head was sitting next to her. Kaylee looked up and smiled, “Hey Jake, this is my dad…” Jake walked over and extended his hand, trying to remember to have a strong handshake.
“Nice to meet you, Mr. Peterson.”
His hand seemed like it crushed his as they shook hands for what seemed like an eternity. “That’s Colonel Peterson to you, young man” he said in a very serious voice.
Kaylee pipped in, “Oh Dan, common…”
Mr. Peterson let out a smile and patted Jake on the shoulder, perhaps hard enough to break something. “I’m just kidding. That’s a good handshake, Jake. Lets go eat.”
Dinner was rather uneventful. It was mostly a dialogue between Jake and Mr. Peterson, but despite getting grilled pretty hard, but it seemed like Jake was usually able to come up with the good responses.
After dinner everyone started to disperse. Mr. Peterson got an urgent phone call he had to take, Amy went up to her room, and Kaylee and Jake helped Mrs. Peterson clean up things. Jake had to admit, she definitely was not too bad looking either.
“What are you guys gonna do now?” Mrs. Peterson asked, out of curiosity and partly examining Jake herself.
“Uhhh…” Jake was saying before Kaylee interrupted, “I had this really cool movie I got from Netflix today I was thinking we could check out.” It seemed like she made some gesture to her mom as she said this.
“Oh, that’s too bad. You can’t watch it down here. Your Dad and I have a TV show coming on in 15 minutes. You ok watching it in your room?”
“Yeah… I guess that’ll be fine.” Kaylee said with a disappointing tone which was obviously fake.
The movie was “The Crazies” and Kaylee hadn’t seen it before but it was one of Jake’s favorites so he was hoping it would be good knowing when the scary parts were about to happen and such.
They were both sitting on Kaylee’s bed at a reasonable “friendly” distance at first but as the people of the town started to get infected, Jake took and opportunity to scootch over ever so not slightly and put his arm around Kaylee.
Then, at one of the scariest parts of the movie, Kaylee rolled over and grabbed onto Jake with a startled, “Oh my gosh!”
Nothing else happened during the regular movie but they sat there in a close embrace for a while. As the credits rolled, Kaylee looked up and asked, “Why didn’t you ask me out before?”
Jake was kind of in a daze and this brought him back to the real world. “Uh, well you see… I didn’t…. I mean I don’t really know…” he said as he stumbled for his words. He noticed Kaylee was moving her face closer to his and he at least had enough experience to know what was coming next. He tilted his head and they locked lips.
Jake could tell Kaylee probably hadn’t kissed anyone before since he could feel her tenseness. He slowly started to part her lips and hoped she would get the message. Sure enough she did, and soon enough they were engaged in a passionate makout session. Jake smiled to himself slightly as he could taste the mint on Kaylee’s breath from the mint he had seen her pop as they walked up to her room.
They were sitting in a somewhat awkward position so Jake rolled over on top and took control, moving his hand gently up to place it on Kaylee’s stomach. Her tongue lashed out with a newfound aggressiveness and she gripped Jake tighter in embrace.
Kaylee was wearing a somewhat preppy button up long sleeve shirt with jeans and Jake slipped his hand up under the edge of the shirt, but not too far, testing Kaylee’s response. She arched her back slightly and let out a moan while still keeping her lips locked with Jake.
Jake gently caressed her stomach as Kaylee continued her light moaning and squirming of pleasure under Jake’s touch. Then she broke away from the kiss and slipped her hand under her shirt to grab Jake’s.
“Do you want me to stop?” Jake asked, concerned he was moving too fast.
“No, please don’t. I’ve wanted to do this with someone for so long, I’ve always… Well let’s just say I’ve heard about it from someone else and I’m jealous.” she said, slightly out of breath, but with a naughty smile.
And as she said that she let go of Jake’s hand and started to unbutton her shirt. She fumbled with the buttons for what seemed like an eternity and then Jake took her hands and set them aside and gently un-did the buttons himself and then Kaylee arched her back to allow jake to take off the shirt and reveal her blue lacy bra. He saw Kaylee’s fast was a bright red, so he had to mention, “You’re beautiful you know?” to make it even worse.
He reached for her bra strap but then she protested, “No, not today” before pulling Jake into a lustful kiss again. Jake continued to draw circles around her toned stomach, ticking here, tickling there eliciting the most sensual moaning Jake had heard yet.
Then Jake took a chance. He moved so he was propped up on his elbow, one arm on Kaylee’s right breast and the other he moved down to Kaylee’s leg. Then to the spot between her legs. Kaylee arched her hips up to meet Jake’s hand, wanting it more than anything. Jake could feel the moistness seeping through her soft jeans. He knew what he wanted to do so bad, but he knew this was probably as far as he would get. Then Kaylee broke away from the kiss and let out a soft scream.
“Ooooh Jake!”
She said as her body quickly convulsed once his arms, every muscle in her body seemingly contracting.
Jake kept going, rubbing his middle and forefinger in circles around the area where he thought her clit would be under her jeans. He massaged her breast through her bra, rubbing it all over and with each stroke ending with a gentle pinch of her nipple.
She squirmed in his arms, writhing with pleasure as she inhaled in short, deep breaths. Then Jake bent back down to kiss her, but not on her mouth, he gently kissed her neck, kissing pattern slowly down her body to her still-covered breasts. Her breathing picked up, and she moaned more and more. Jake could feel her jeans getting wetter and wetter. Then, in one quick motion, Jake pulled down her bra covering her right breast and flicked her nippled with his tongue before she could protest.
This sent her over the edge. Kaylee shook violently in his arms and let out increasingly louder moans as jake kept massaging her clit through her jeans and teasing her nipple.
“Oh my gosh!
Oh my!
Oooooh my!
Jake, Jake!
OOOOOH JAKE!”
She finally said with a surprisingly loud outside vice scream as she shook more violently than ever and her jeans became even wetter in that split second, if that was possible. She kept shuddering gently for a few seconds aftwewards, with minor convulsions the whole time. Then when she stopped she lie motionless.
Jake was almost startled when she screamed. He looked back at the door, it looked closed fortunately, but would her father have heard? He expected him to come running in the room with a pistol any minute now, ready to water-board him into submission. But after a minute of hearing heard nothing, other than maybe a breathing sound? He was pretty sure the coast was clear and he looked down at Kaylee.
She laid there like an angel. Her beautiful blonde hair was spread around her head in a disheveled yet sexy way and it looked like she had passed out, since she wasn’t moving but she was breathing fine in a slowly decreasing rhythm.
Jake rolled over on the bed and stared up at the celling for a second. It wasn’t until then he noticed he had a raging erection all the way down his khakis. Hopefully she hadn’t noticed that, or actually, hopefully she did! He set up the laptop they had been watching “The Crazies” on in an unsuspicious way and then brought Kaylee over to him in an embrace as he dosed off. He hadn’t even gotten off, but if felt great being able to treat the most beautiful girl in the school to such an incredible experience.
As Jake drifted off into a light slumber with Kaylee in his arms, he though he might have seen a shadow from underneath Kaylee’s door disappear. If he hadn’t been in such a blissful state maybe he would have though twice about it, but tonight he didn’t.
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The Popular Girl

(This is my first ever story so it probably won’t be great but let me know what you think; good or bad and if everyone likes it, I’ll write a sequel.)
“Fuck”, thought Amber. She had just gotten her math test back and failed, again, big time. She knew she was gonna be in deep shit when she got home and showed her parents….or maybe they didn’t have to know. If she didn’t bring it up then how would they know?
“Amber, stay after class please” said Mr. Hubble.
“Goddamnit, this can’t be good” mumbled Amber.
Class passed very slowly after that. Amber didn’t even focus on the lesson (she usually didn’t but today she didn’t even hear a word) she could only think about what that douchebag of a teacher was gonna say to her after school. If he called her parents she was dead.
Eventually the bell rang and Amber packed up her things and tried to sneak out of the door.
“Not so fast Ms. Harper” yelled Mr. Hubble. “I asked you to stay late, remember?”
“Sorry I forgot” said Amber sheepishly.
“Amber, what are we going to do about your grades? If you continue at this rate then you’re going to fail this class and not graduate”
“I know sir, I know”
“Well we have to fix this and I have a plan as to how”
“And that would be….?” Said Amber, getting a little creeped out.
“I’m going to have to set you up with a tutor”
“Oh”, responded Amber, clearly not what she was thinking. “Well who is it”
“I think Jordan will be a suitable tutor”
“Jordan? Is he that kid that never talks to anyone?”
“I guess. All I know is he has a 97 and can help you”
“Ughh. Fine. Can I go?”
“Yes you may”
Amber didn’t get much sleep that night. Out of all the nerds in her class who could’ve just done her work for her, no, she gets Mr. Doesn’t-Speak. How was this going to work? But then she got an idea. She could persuade him to just do it for her. Sure, she was head cheerleader, blonde, athletic, about 5’4, 120 lbs. 36C tits and the cutest ass in the school. Amber had been using her sexy influence to get things from boys since middle school; she’d just have to do it again.
She found Jordan on Facebook and immediately added him as a friend. She sent a message saying “Hubble wants you to be my tutor.” He responded with “I know”. Great she thought, this guy couldn’t be less interested. She pressed on “When can we start the lessons?” To which Jordan answered “Whenever”. Starting to get frustrated, she abruptly did the thinking for him “Alright fine. Tomorrow after school my house” His answer was “Fine”.
“Oh my fucking god” she thought. “This guy has to be the most boring person in the world, and to make things worse, he seems not to give a shit about who I am.” “There are guys who would give up a leg to come to my house”.
Still a little pissed off about Jordan not respecting her social standing, she began to get ready for tomorrow. If she was to impress this guy, she needed to pull out the big guns. She quickly showered and shaved her legs, did her nails and did a check for any skin blemishes. Then she had to pick out a wardrobe. Usually leaving her top button undone and showing off some cleavage was enough to get any guy to follow her around like a drooling fool. But she knew that this guy would take more. She stood in the mirror and admired her stunning, 17 year old body. “What guy wouldn’t want this?” she said out loud. She ran her hands over her smooth, flat stomach and down towards her shaved pussy except for the small heart right above her clit. Then she ran them all the way back up and played with her beautiful, supple tits. Her nipples got hard and she started to get horny but she quickly shook it out of her mind. There was work to do. She went to her closet and examined all of her clothes. Her daddy owned a bank so she always had the name brand stuff. Gucci, Prada, Guess etc. She walked inside her closet and went to her underwear section. She decided on a pink thong with black lace around the top and a matching bra. She was a 36C but always bought bras a size too small, just for that extra pop of cleavage. She set those aside and began working on the rest of her outfit. She looked at some black yoga pants that hugged her ass in a way she really liked but when she saw her daisy duke cut offs she knew those were the ones. They would really show off her ass and would make sure there was as much skin showing as possible. She then decided on a pink tank top that would show off her nice tits and clung to them no matter how she moved. Satisfied with her choices she laid them out and went off to bed.
Amber over slept and woke up in a hurry. She quickly tossed on her outfit, brushed her teeth and hair and ran down stairs. Her parents opened there mouth to protest but she came down so quickly, kissed them both on the cheek and was out the door that they never had a chance to say anything.
Amber pulled up to the school in her cute little Porsche her dad had bought her and parked it in her usual space. As soon as she stepped out of the car, the stares started. Even for California, she was showing a lot of skin at school but she loved the attention, fully knowing all the boys that stared didn’t have a shot in hell at her.
She sat in her first two classes with every male (including her teacher) stealing glances at her. She of course noticed but didn’t say anything, simply enjoying the attention. After 2nd period she found Jordan in the hallway at his locker. She made sure her thong and bra were visible before advancing towards him. “Hey Jordan” she said in her sweetest voice. He grunted back at her and walked past her. Not skipping a beat she caught up and struck up a conversation.
“So were still good for tonight?”
“If we weren’t I probably would have told you”
“Oh…right….Well I can give you a ride if you need one”
“I’m good”
“Oh ok…well I’ll write my address down for you”
“I know where you live”
“Oh you do? How’d you find that out?” she said thinking he had finally realized she was the most popular girl in school.
“Got it from a friend”
“Oh…” she couldn’t think of a mutual friend they had. “Well do you need directions?”
“Nope, I’ll find it”
“Your just gonna drive around till you find it?”
“Google Maps”
“Oh…ok well see you then” She left feeling awkward and stupid. He grunted again.
Well that had been a total cluster-fuck. Not only had he not showed any interest in her outfit, he barely noticed her. The chances of him doing her work for her seemed to be getting smaller and smaller. She needed to make an impact when he got their tonight.
She quickly drove home after school and called her parents. She said she needed the house for cheer practice and asked if they could just go out for dinner or something. They agreed and Amber began to get ready. She ran upstairs and put on her dress from junior prom. It was a stunning blue, strapless dress that was a little snug because she had grown in all the right places over the past year. She went downstairs and ordered her chef to start cooking a dinner for two. If dressing like a slut wasn’t gonna get him under her spell then maybe a classy girl with tonnes of money would.
Around 4:30 she heard her butler call her down. “Miss Amber, there is a Master Jordan here for you.” Showtime she thought. She quickly descended the stairs and saw Jordan standing there in a plain black tee in jeans. She hadn’t noticed before but he was kind of good-looking. Probably around 6’2 and looked to be rather chiselled under that tee. He had short brown hair and green eyes that were currently fixed on Amber. But it wasn’t the normal look she got from guys who wanted to fuck her. It was different, kind of like he was looking through her. She got to the bottom of the stairs and for once he started the conversation.
“Nice house” he said looking around the massive foyer.
“Oh why thank you” she said smiling. “Shall we get started”?
“Whatever”.
As Amber led the way towards the den where they would study, Jordan found something rather odd.
“You normally wear a dress around the house?”
“Oh no, only in front of special company” she said trying to score some early points.
“Riiiight” responded Jordan, rolling his eyes.
Once in the den they got down to studying. For the first half an hour Amber tried everything to try and get this guy interested in her. She leaned over the table so he got a nice cleavage shot, she grabbed his arm (which shocked her with how big and defined it was) she even dropped her pencil on purpose sop she would have to bend over to get it and still nothing!
She was getting really fed up with this guy. What was he gay or something? How could he not want her? The worst part about it was that she was now kind of attracted to him. Not being able to attract a math loser was bad enough but not being able to attract one and then becoming attracted to him was unbearable. She had to get him.
As much as she hated to admit it, this tutor thing was working. Within the first two hours she learned more then she had all semester. All of a sudden he got up and said he had to leave.
“Oh come on. You helped me for two hours. I think I owe you dinner”
“I don’t know…”
“What am I gonna bite you or something?”
“Fine”
“Good” she said beaming. “Follow me”
Things had not gone to plan so far. She thought the outfit at school would do it but it failed. The classy girl with servants had failed. Now her only chance was this dinner. If this didn’t get him to fall for her then she would probably be doing her own math work for the rest of the year. But it had become more than that. She wanted him because at the time, she seemed like the only guy she couldn’t have. Like the child who neglects its toys until they are taken away, then they will do anything to get that toy.
Once in the dining room it was time to pull out all the stops. She needed this guy to fall for her…now. Soon the butler brought them their food. New York strip with baked potato and saut? mushrooms.
“Bon appetite” smiled Amber
“Thanks” he responded.
They ate in silence for a while. Amber needed to be direct if this was gonna work. No more flirting bullshit.
“So explain something to me”
“What?”
“How is someone like you so good at math?”
“Someone like me?”
“You know, you’re good looking, you seem to be in good shape yet you still work hard in school. Why?”
“I’m just good at math”
“Bullshit. There’s something to you and I want to know what it is. Why not just use what you got and be popular. Play sports; get girls, party all that shit”
“I just believe in working hard I guess, like my parents”
“Oh you’re poor!” exclaimed Amber, before slapping her hand to her mouth. That had just blurted out.
He just laughed. That was it. Amber was hooked. This was the first time she had heard any real emotion from him and she craved more. Fuck doing math for her, she just wanted him. She was genuinely interested in another person for the first time ever.
He then continued. “I’m not poor. In fact I’m far from it. My dad is a stockbroker in New York. My Mom’s family owns 70% of Cadillac”
“Holy Shit” responded Amber.
“Yeah, I don’t work hard because I need to. I do it because my parents built themselves up from nothing. Sitting on their money would be an insult to everything they did to give me this situation”
Now it was Amber’s turn to be speechless. She had never thought of it that way. She always just sponged off her Dad because she could.
“One other question.”
“Shoot”
“Why are you not attracted to me?”
“How do you know I’m not?”
“Well I threw on my best slut impersonation today in school and got nothing, and I flirted with you for nearly two hours and got nothing. Why? Do you think I’m ugly?”
“Hardly”
“Then what is it?”
“I knew you wanted me to do your work for you.”
“You did?”
“Yeah. Let me guess, every guy who has ever tried to help you ends up falling for your body in the first 30 seconds and does it for you. And then you pass the class but learn nothing. I knew I could’ve done the same thing and been out of here an hour and a half ago but I wanted to get past your body. I wanted to see if you really were intelligent.”
Again, Amber was speechless. This guy had her figured out. And even though he looked like every guy she had ever dated, he acted completely different. He saw through her. It was those eyes, there was something in them. She got so lost in his eyes she hadn’t noticed their faces were now inches from each other while he talked. Without thinking she reached out and grabbed his head and kissed him. This wasn’t the normal do-my-homework-for-me kiss or a buy-me-that-purse kiss. It was an I-want-you-right-fucking-now.
She got up from the table and led him upstairs by the hand. Neither said a word until they were both in her room. She closed the door behind them and immediately jumped on him. Wrapping her legs around his waist while still kissing him. He carried her to the bed and laid her down on it. Amber knew what was happening and knew she wanted it bad.
She had had sex a few times before but it was usually sloppy and drunk. This was for real. He took off his tee shirt and revealed a perfectly ripped chest and abs. She felt her pussy getting wet and quickly unzipped her dress. He pulled it off her as she wiggled out of it. She laid there in her soaked pink and black lacy thong and bra while he stared at her and muttered one word “Fuck”.
“Bout time you noticed me” she laughed before pulling him towards her.
They made out with each other for a while feeling their tongues inter-twine with each other and exploring each other’s mouths. After a while Jordan moved down her neck kissing every inch or so before stopping at her breasts. He reached underneath her back and with one hand undid her bra. Her pert, teenage tits were exposed and she loved it. He instantly went to work on them sucking each one and playing with the unoccupied one with his hands. “Ohhhh myyyy” moaned Amber slightly. She had never gotten this hot from just her tits being worked on. She felt the moisture on her pussy and soon was pushing Jordan’s head down towards her pussy. “Eat me baby, eat my fucking cunt please I need it” Like usual he said nothing, but he expertly worked down her stomach and towards her hot, young pussy. He slid off her thong and tossed it aside. He could feel how wet she was. He traced the outline of her cunt with his tongue while using his thumb to tease her clit. “Holy fuck baby stop teasing me. Eat me! Eat my tight fucking pussy!” He obliged and dove at her cunt with his face. He used his tongue to expertly hit her all the right ways. She began to squirm and thrust her pelvis towards his face, trying to get him to drive his tongue in further. Soon she felt an orgasm coming and she arched her back as numbness took over. She felt her orgasm hit like a fucking train. Using just his tongue, he had made her have the best orgasm of her life.
She lay there for a while and tried to regain her breath while he laid there next to her
.
“Baby that was incredible”
“Why thank you” he said smiling.
She fucking loved his smile.
“You need to ditch those pants and boxers cause I’m about to rock your world”
He smiled again and obliged. Amber got her first look at his cock and her jaw opened. It had to be about 8 inches long and 2 inches around. She didn’t even wait for him to get settled before her mouth had fully engulfed his cock. Amber considered herself a pretty good fuck but she had to step her game up for this guy. She began to deep throat him instantly. Only stopping to put his balls in her mouth. She’d suck his dick and fondle his balls then switch and jack him off with his balls in her mouth. She would look up at him and give him the “Am I bad little slut?” look. She knew she was doing well because his eyes were closed
and his back was slightly arched.
“Amber I’m gonna cum!!!” he finally screamed
She didn’t miss a beat. She just kept bobbing up and down on his huge shaft and swallowed every bit of his load. She had never allowed a guy to cum in her mouth but she loved it.
Now it was Jordan’s turn to catch his breath. They lay in each other’s arms for a while before Amber spoke.
“It’s 8. My parents will be home in an hour….what can we do in an hour?” she said with a devilish grin.
He laughed again. “Got a condom?” he asked.
She whispered into his ear “I’m on the pill” then climbed on top of him.
She squatted over his huge dick and carefully placed the tip on her cunt then quickly and suddenly impaled herself on his throbbing dick. It was perfect; it felt so right inside of her. She slowly worked up a rhythm of slowly bouncing on his cock, getting used to the size. Then she sped up. Her hair started to go all over the place and her tits bounced along with her. Jordan reached around her and grabbed her bubble butt. He helped her by lifting her up and then pounding her onto his huge dick.
“OHHH FUCK” yelled Amber
“Yeah that’s it baby split me open with that fucking cock, it feels so big and hard inside of my tight little cunt”
“You like my cock Amber?”
“Oh sweetie I fucking love it, I need it. I’m your pretty little cock whore”
This drove Jordan nuts and he started to thrust up every time she came down. She kept riding him and he looked up and saw her blonde hair every wear, her tits going up and down and her head was thrown back in pure ecstasy.
“Oh Jordan baby fuck me like the slut I am, make me cum baby please!!!”
This sent Jordan over the edge.
“I’m gonna cum baby”
“Me too, let’s cum together. I wanna feel your hot seed in my pretty little pussy.”
“Ok..ready…NOW”
With one final thrust they both released and cum spurt up into Amber’s waiting pussy. And her juices splashed all over his throbbing dick.
They laid together for what seemed like an eternity before getting dressed and Amber walked him out to his Escalade.
“Thanks baby, you were great” said Amber as she kissed him good-bye.
“Oh no thank you”
“Same time tomorrow? I think I’m gonna need more help in math.”
“Ok, but you have to wear what you wore to school today, so I can really enjoy it”
“You got it babe”
With that she kissed him again, slipped her soaked thong into his back pocket and watched him get in his car and drive off.
“Fuck I love math”, she thought to herself.
(Well that’s my first ever story. Any tips are appreciated. I hope you enjoyed it. If I get good reviews I’ll write a sequel.)

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A Son’s Vengeance: Ch.2 Half-sister’s Forgiveness

I shot a few hoops in the park with my friend, Marcus and Alex. Usually, I’m in the lead, but this time I’m dead last.
“Hey, is anything wrong?” Marcus asks me. “Normally you have a much better game than this.”
“I know that I normally whoop your ass in Basketball, but you do seem to be off your game.” Ahh, Alex obviously has some memory trouble. “Trouble at home?”
“Something like that.”
“Well, if that bitch of a step-mother gives you any trouble, then tie her up and teach her a little lesson with your ‘thing.'” If only Alex knew, minus the tying her up, though that’s not a bad idea.
“I think she’d enjoy that.” I say laughing.
“He got you there, Alex.” Marcus starts laughing as well.
“How about that daughter of hers?” Alex puts and a face of a man thinking really perverted things. “I would mind having sex with that all night long.”
“I think she might.”
“You ain’t one of my girls, so you wouldn’t understand.”
“You mean one of those poor girls.”
They argue like this all the time and I’ve learned it’s better to walk away before I get sucked in.
I begin thinking about this morning when Lily snuck into my room to get a taste of my cock. She’s definitely sees me as her best source to be satisfied and reach an orgasm. Without me, she’ll remain relatively unsatisfied. And I took her off me when she got on because I’m not going to be her little boy toy. She’ll probably want to fuck me when I get home, but if I continue to say no, she should get more and more frustrated and also more and more turned on. Nothing makes someone want something more than not be able to have it. I just need to find another source for me lust and that’s Lucy. And she’ll be mine soon enough.
As I walk home, I see a sex shop and decide to go in. I’ve never been here, then again, I am under 18. I look around until I find something that catches my interest. A remote control vibrating dildo chastity belt. Try saying that five times fast. I pick up the item and head to the counter to buy.
The cashier asks my age and I respond with 20… and by 20, I mean a 20 dollar bill. He says I look young for my age. A bad attempt at humor. Then I head on home.
When I arrive home at about 5’o clock and Lily welcomed me back with open arms… and legs, too. Thought so.
“Welcome home, Lucas.” She walks up to me with a big smile on her face and tries to slip her hand into my pants.
“No,” I say as I grab her hand before in enters my pants.
Truth be told, I wouldn’t mind fucking this bitch, but she the kind of woman that could fuck a man for a week, get tired of him, and just dump him like a bad cold. That is is not going to be me. so I adopted the philosophy of a show I used to watch this show called “The Dog Whisperer.” And in the show, Caesar would do dominating things to make those bitches do what he wanted. During walks, he was in front, because the walks were for him, the bitch was lucky enough to come along. When we fuck, it’s for me, she should be happy joinning in. And he did it with a calm-assertive energy. And that’s what I’m doing for this bitch. When I fuck her, it’s because I want to, whether she wants to or not and I’ll do it with a cool calm-assertive energy.
“Huh, I don’t understand.” I didn’t think so. She isn’t used to rejection. “Don’t you want to fuck me?”
“Nope,” the moment I said that, her face became red with anger.
“WHAT THE HELL DOES THAT MEAN!” Hahaha, she’s pissed.
“It means I don’t want to fuck you, you old hag.” She was actually in her early thirties, but when you call a woman over twenty “old” in any context, it’s like a slap in the face.
“WHO THE HELL ARE YOU CALLING OLD?” See what I mean.
“Well, you’re the only other person in this house, so I’d say you.”
“You sure sure you can handle it, you little bastard.” She tries recomposing herself. “After having sex with me, sex with normal girls are hardly enough to satisfy.” I would know, she was my first, but it was incredible.
“I could say the same to you. You seems unable to not to have sex with me. I wonder how long you can handle it?”
“I’ve conquered bigger and better men then you. You’ll be my little boy toy soon enough.”
“And you’ll be my little bitch on your hands and knees, long be that ever happens.” I then head to my room to check out the specifications for my new little toy.
After about a hour or two, I hear my father shout my name. I head down stairs to see what got his panties in a bunch. Apparently Lily told him, that I told her that I hate her. She’s even has crocodile tears. Not bad, she’d be a good actor. Wife and mother not so much. He ask me if that’s true and I say yes and that I hate him, too.
Was she trying to get back at me, then she doesn’t know that I hate that man, too, and that I don’t ever listen to him. I’m only living here for the food and shelter.
Later that night, I start wonder about how I can get Lucy? I don’t want to go in and say get on your back so I can fuck you. I want to do it less like a sexually abusive brute and more savvy. She’s not her mother. I don’t want her calling the cops or anything. You know what, we’ve never really talked to each other. All I really know about her is that she’s very meek and shy. Well, no time like the present. I’ll head to her room and if she’s awake, I’ll talk and get to know her, if not, I’ll search for her diary or something.
I walk across the hall and peek inside to see if she’s asleep. I what I see gets me quite the hard-on. She’s on her bed with only a pair of panties around her ankle and rubbing her clit. She’s letting off soft moans as she pleasures herself. But the most shocking, well not that shocking considering who’s daughter she is, is that she’s also talking about me.
“Lucas, I’m so sorry for everything.” What’s she apologizing to me for. “I’m so about what my mother did to you. So please don’t hate me. I’ll be you worthless little bitch.”
That explains a lot, I guess. Either way, it makes my job a lot easier. So I decide on just walking on in.
The moment I walk in and shut the door behind me, she sees me and true white. She tries cover herself with her hands and then with her blanket. “Wh-What can I do for you?”
“I think you know what you can do for me.” I say with a big grin on my face as I approach her bed. “Now, show me those titties.”
With her head drooped in shame, she releases the covers. As the covers fall, her tits become exposed. They’re quite impressive, considering her age being 14.
I put my hand to her chin and lift she face so that we can make I contact. “If you want me to forgive you, then you know what must be done.” After I utter those word, I place my hand on her tit and start squeeze. She lets out a soft moan and begins to loosen up.
I remove the covers and get on top of her. Releasing my cock, I begin to tease the rims of her wet cunt with the tip of my cock.
“Tell me what you want.” I whisper in her ear.
“F-For you to have sex with me.” She’s so nervous, she begins to cover her face with her hands, but I grab them and pin them down as I penetrate her juicy cunt. She let’s out a giant moan the moment I pierce her. “Oh, God!”
My thrust start out slow, but they gradually pick up pace as she just takes it.
I see tears fall down her face and ask, “Am I too much for you?”
“No, but you are the biggest and most powerful man, I’ve fucked.” So she’s not a virgin.
“Then why are you crying.”
“Because I’m so happy you don’t hate me.” She definitely has self-esteem issues.
“Don’t worry, just be my bitch and do as I say, and I’ll always love you.” I really don’t know what I was worried about. She’s so easy. Just like her mother.
She moans and pants out loud without care as she wraps her legs around me. My dad and the bitch are heavy sleepers. I just continue to fuck her like a wild animal as I begin to nibble on her neck. I can feel her pussy orgasm.
“You just came, you dirty girl.”
“That was my first orgasm.”
“Tell me, who’s bitch are you?” Like I need to ask.
“I’m yours.”
“I can’t here you.”
“I’M YOUR BITCH, LUCAS!” Music to my ears.
I feel myself about to cum, I lasted longer than yesterday, so I take my cock out of her cunt and put it in front of her face. Release my load onto her face. It’s quite the sight. A woman’s face covered in your cum.
I wipe some of my cum of her face and then feed it to her. She was reluctant, but she soon tastes it and seems to enjoy it and begins to feast on the rest.
“Tomorrow afternoon, we’re going to do this again, got it.” She nods yes and starts to fall sleep. I leave her room for mine and lock the door. I don’t want you-know-who getting satisfied by my dick. And go to bed.
The next morning, I wake up to the bitch sucking my dick again.
“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING?” I shout.
She taking my dick out of her more, starts stroking it, and says, “Blow Job.” Deja vu.
“I mean why… and how did you get in her. I locked the door.”
“I’m horny and I picked the lock.” She then gets backs to sucking me off again.
I slap her in the face, I must admit the vibration of slapping her face with my cock in it feels good, and kick her off.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS YOUR PROBLEM!?”
“A horny bitch that can’t take no for an answer.”
I get dressed, right in front of her and go out to hang with my friends.
I get back home after playing with my friends, I her sounds coming from the bitch’s room. Nothing out of the ordinary there, except she’s shouting, like she doesn’t care who hears, about her current partners impotence. And she sounds pissed.
“WHAT THE FUCK IS WRONG WITH YOU, YOU QUICKSHOT, PENCIL DICK!?” She sounds pissed, but I can’t help but smiling.
“I-I’m sorry, but you’re, um, so much me aggressive today.” I believe that’s Johnny Ryder I hear? It’s hard to recognize his voice without his cocky attitude. “I-I’ll keep trying.”
“WHY!? YOU SURE AS HELL CAN’T SATISFY ME! OR ANY WOMEN FOR THAT MATTER!” That must have hurt Johnny’s pride. And then I heard Johnny crying in pain. She must have hurt something else. “GET OUT!!”
The door open and I see Johnny wobble out holding his balls with one hand and his clothes with the other hand as I’m leaning against the wall with a wide grin on my face.
“U-U-Uh, Lucas you might be wonder why I’m walking out of parent’s room like this.”
“Not really. You’re just a quickshot with a pencil dick how can’t satisfy that slut so she kicked you in the balls and kicked you out.” After I utter those words, he hurry’s downstairs as he puts on his clothes. Pathetic.
The whore pops out of the room as naked as the morning is bright. Her hair was all of the place and she was emitting an aura of anger and frustration as she looked at me with eyes like she wanted to chop off my dick.
“What the fuck do you want, mama’s boy?”
“I thought you could be satisfied without me?”
“I could, but Johnny has a 1 inch penis.”
“‘Could’ meaning you can no longer?” I so enjoy pissing her off. “And if I remember correctly, didn’t you say he Johnny had a big fat cock?”
“You memory is as fucked up as you, you little brat.” She’s almost at some kinda breaking point. I can feel it. “And now’s not the time to try me, got it. Now unless you want to get into this room and take that micro dicks place, get the fuck out of my face.”
She then slams the door and I head to my room. I need to plan to prepare for Lucy. She’s basically mine already, but still, I am a horny teenage boy. And tomorrow, Lily will be mine as well.

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