So, a month and one day ago, I awoke feeling fairly randy, wanting to masturbate but instead stumbled over to my xbox, still a bit buzzed from toking with some friends the night before, and played Halo 3 for a few hours.
So my cell phone starts vibrating, I answer and my friend Dillon is on the line, asking me what I'm up to, and if I can go to his house.
I tell him to hurry and pick me up; I'm tired of my mother bitching at me to do chores.
So he drives up in his Kia Sportage, I climb in the back seat, greeting him with a loud "FUCKING FINALLY."
Five minutes later, we're at McDonalds, picking up some chicken burger things (they tasted like shit), and after we've eaten, we decide to head to his house.
So, we get in, and are greeted by his mom, but quickly head upstairs to play Guitar Hero and talk about how big our dicks are. After a while, I get tired of Guitar Hero and I start brainstorming ways for us to have fun. Well, since its pouring down rain, our options are limited, but suddenly, I get a brilliant idea... We can go to my girlfriend _______'s house, seeing that she lives not even half a mile away. So we tell his mom we're going to another friend's, and her being exceptionally naive, lets us go without question.
So we're walking, and walking, and walking, and finally when we had thought we were on the right track, my dickhead of a friend had lead us in the completely wrong direction. So, we call my girlfriend's mom to ask for directions. She tells us where to go but we get lost a second time due to his poor navigational skills.
Half an hour later, we are finally on the right road. On the way there, we encounter a drunk guy in a car who hits Dillon's leg and barely misses me. I also step in a three foot deep puddle which I mistook for a cement-filled hole.
At last, we arrive at her house, drenched head to toe. She finds it sort of funny, but is embarrassed, since she's completely unprepared. We enter the house, and I greet her World of Warcraft obsessed parents. They don't acknowledge my presence until I shout "HEY ______." "Oh, hey Seth," she replies.
I sort of wince at the sight of both _______'s parents being so into that game.
So I walk back into the living room, passing the laundry room, where I see ______ half naked, putting on a bra. I smile at her and she blushes. She's so tiny and cute. And pale, I love that.
So my friend Dillon and I, whose name I haven't censored out of lack of concern for his privacy, are having a good time shooting the breeze on the couch. ________ walks in, sporting polar bear pajamas. "awwwwh," I cry. She forgets to hide her English accent: "Shut up!" I laugh playfully.
So the three of us sit, me and _____ waiting for Dillon to leave so we can have some 'privacy'. She and I are sort of like a hive mind at this point, our hormones raging.
Finally, at 1:30, or maybe 2 in the morning, Dillon finally leaves. We anxiously wait for him to get his shit together. At last, he begins to leave and we bid him goodbye, and I give him smile. He knows me well and knows every gesture I'm throwing at him with my smile.
So for around an hour, we watch Carlos Mencia while she rests with her head on my chest, smiling. I can tell she's happy. It makes me feel complete.
I start to doze off, but all of the sudden, I feel a firm nudge in my ribs. Its _______, smiling, giving me this strange look, while staring right in my eyes. I know what she wants.
I'm blunt, since we'd discussed wanting to do this before.
"Let's go to the kitchen and we can do it on the table."
"How about here, on the couch?"
"What if your parents hear us?"
"They won't they're too into that fucking game"
"Uhh, okay. Fuck."
I sort of shove her onto the couch on her hands and knees. I know what she likes, and she loves when I'm rough with her. I look down the hallway, trying to get a look into the room where her parents are murdering other parents of horny 16 year old girls and I'm not so worried, since her mother's cries of anguish lead me to believe she's very into the game.
But _______ asks me, "wait, do you have a condom?"
"right here."
I tear it open, its dark and I'm a little nervous. But I'm loosened up by my continuous buzz from the cannabis I'd consumed the night before in the form of blunts.
I put it on, sloppily, and since she's running a bit dry now, I get her back to where she was by caressing her and playing with her. I won't go into much detail, but after I'd gotten it in, I realized she had never done this before, though she told me she had. I guess she didn't want me to worry.
She moaned slightly out of pain, and...
I'll continue this in a few.
