“Let’s go to Zach’s house, he won’t care.”
“Are you sure? He just lets people over like that?”
“Of course he does! I basically lived there over summer, dude. Come on!”
We hopped into the truck, my boyfriend’s 1995 S-10 extended cab. I liked that truck a lot, mostly because he treated it like a truck. It was red, it was raised a few inches, and he put bigger tires on it. It was also a stick, another major plus.
Rigo and me sat in the back part of the cab, my boyfriend Josh drove, and Rigo’s girlfriend Josephine sat in front. She hated her name though, so we all just called her Jojo. Her knee was jacked up so she had this large demobilizing thing on it so that she couldn’t bend her leg, so she got shotty. “Oh well,” I thought. “No sweats.”
We drove across town to Zach’s house. His parents were somewhat liberal and they never cared if there were a million people over, as long as it didn’t get to loud. We’d had a few killer parties there during the summer before my senior year, and I couldn’t wait to get out of school for a replay.
We parked in the grass across the street and walked up to the house. Josh, Jojo, and Rigo had never been to Zach’s, so they were a little astounded when I walked in like I owned the place. We walked straight back to Zach’s room and opened the door.
“Jinger Girl!”
“Zachy Boy!” we greeted each other. He was a little surprised to see us all, but he seemed happy non the less because he was bored. “Sup?” I asked him, looking around his room.
“Bored,” he replied simply. We all sat down, Rigo and Jojo on Zach’s waterbed, and me and Josh on the futon. I leaned back and rested in his arms, contented. “So what brings yall over here?” he questioned.
“We were just bored at Jojo’s house,” Rigo replied. “We watched a movie and then we all just wanted out of the house.”
“Yes, and remember, Josh and I are sleeping here tonight,” I added.
“Yea, yea, yea… but it’ll cost you.” Zach replied.
“What! I already bought you a 12 pack!”
“Oh yea…” he remembered, and then smiled. “Okay! You can stay the night.”
“Thanks…” I replied sarcastically. We sat around bullshitting for a little while, making conversation. We were all seniors in high school, except for Jojo, who was a sophomore. Jojo’s boyfriend and mine both lived about an hour away and were visiting for the weekend. I guess Jojo really missed Rigo, because she leaned over out of nowhere and started making out with him. We tried to ignore it at first, but then Josh tilted my head towards him and began kissing me as well. I didn’t care that Zach was still there and probably watching, he understood how things go. I leaned into Josh and laid down on the futon. Josh moved so that about half of his body was on me, and he supported himself on his right arm.
I loved the way he kissed me; it was so passionate and deep. Sometimes he would kiss me really slowly, and pull away and tease me some. Then he would suck on my bottom lip, because he knew it drove me crazy. He sucked it a little hard, but not painfully, and I moaned to him. I couldn’t help it; his kissing was really getting to me. I wished that Zach and the rest of them weren’t in the room, so that we could do more, but they were, so I had to deal with it.
I could hear Jojo and Rigo really going at it, and at that point, Zach stood up. “Alright,” he announced. We all stopped kissing for a minute. “I’m going to go to the living room now, so have at it.” Zach was awesome like that; he understood that sometimes we just needed a place to go. He didn’t take it personal at all; it wasn’t that we used him. He never cared if that was the only reason we came over because we were all really good friends anyways. He turned off the bright light and turned on another one that was really dim and made the room super dark. “Have fun, kiddies!” he said, and walked out.
Josh turned to me and started kissing me again immediately. I had wondered before if I was a good kisser, but now I didn’t because I figured that if I weren’t, he wouldn’t kiss me this much. I put my hand on the back of his head and rubbed the short hair, pressing tighter when something felt really good. He sucked my tongue into his mouth and I wanted to jump him right there, but I couldn’t, for two reasons, really. First, I wasn’t going to have sex in front of Rigo and Jojo. I didn’t really care, but I figured they would. And two, because Josh was a virgin. I had been with one other guy, and he and I dated for nearly a year total. I wanted Josh to make up his own mind about it, and I hoped that when he made his decision that he wouldn’t regret it. I was willing to wait forever for him, if need be.
He still turned me on like crazy, and I couldn’t help but fantasize what it would be like to feel him inside me at that time. I wanted to feel him slide in and out of my tight, soaked pussy slowly, kissing me at the same time. I wanted so badly for him to strip me down and take me. I started grinding into him in a slow, steady rhythm. I gathered by the small moan he issued that he enjoyed this, and hearing him respond to me drove me even more crazy. I sucked his bottom lip into my mouth this time, pulling with my lips and brushing my tongue over his lip. “Mmmmm…” he moaned again, fueling me more. He sucked my lip into his mouth in response, and let his hand wander downwards to my breast. He squeezed firmly but gently, and I arched my back up to him. It felt incredible. I just wanted that moment and that feeling to last forever. “Hey! Hey! Hey! No funny business!” Zach shouted to us, barging into his room. “A hee hee hee!” he mocked us, knowing what he had done. Josh and I broke from our kiss and I couldn’t help but laugh. Zach had done the same thing a few days earlier when the boys came down while on their spring break. It was funny, but more so it was frustrating. He did it partially because I think he was jealous – not of Josh or Mike – but of the fact that he himself didn’t have a girl. He walked back out of the room, and Josh and I continued where we left off.
We started kissing slowly, as if speaking to each other with touch. I let my hands slide down his well – toned arms and then back around his head. I thought he had a very sexy body, and I loved having my hands all over him. He had a medium build and his muscle had nice definition. As I slid my hands over his back and I could feel the muscle and I thought again of him inside me. I saw it in my head from a spectator’s point of view; watching his muscles ripple with each stroke inside me. I sucked his lip into my mouth and nibbled on it a little, turning myself on more. He moaned to me quietly again, and I felt a flash of heat travel to my groin. This boy was driving me absolutely crazy.
I grinded myself into him again, and me moved his thigh between mine. I started dry fucking his leg, and I managed to angle it so that it was the perfect amount of pressure on my clit. I continued fantasizing and kissing him, feeling myself building up. This was crazy, my last boyfriend couldn’t make me come for anything, and Josh hadn’t even touched my pussy yet! I grinded a little harder, continuing to think about his hard, long cock inside me. It was really building up, and I knew it would be soon. I hadn’t masturbated in a week and I had a lot of tension built up.