“I don’t do drugs but your welcome to if you want.”
“suit your self .” she said as she inhaled deeply .her cheeks puffed out as she held it in , the moonlight highlighted the blush on her face as a small wisp of smoke curled from her nose.
“I want to dance.” as she grasped my hand.
You could faintly hear the music still playing in the van as we embraced
With the first joint toked out she lit up another one
“ I’m hot.” she exclaimed shedding her closes
She pranced around the field naked, stoned laughing and a-running, skipping and a-jumping in the misty moon glow.
Dropping to her knees in front of me she had my pants off in a flash inhaling my entire cock in one fell swoop cupping my balls with one hand and fingering herself with the other.
Not lasting long enough before she stood pulling my shirt over my head .
Slow dancing this time, stumbling we fell In a hay stack lying there I could see the stars in her eyes.
Our lips meet as we rolled too and fro laughing.
The pile of hay was warm an inviting as I cupped her magnificent breasts . To my utter delight I was allowed to pursue th”
is endeavor.
I was at a bit of a dilemma not having any rubbers on me , they were back in the van and not wanting to risk getting her pregnant she gave me an out, or should I say an in.
“No fuck my in the ass!” Was all that I needed to hear as she rolled over and presented her backside to me.
Lubing up my dick with the copious amounts of fluids dripping from her pussy I lined up with her little rosebud and gently began to push.
Gradually her muscles relaxed allowing my incursion. Sinking it too a little over an inch, she turned her head and looked over her shoulder.
“Is that all there is?” then breaking out with a case of the giggles .
“Hurry up put that fucker in!” she demanded as she thrusted back in to me forcing me all the way in.
Falling back on her knees I landed on her back not daring to move.
Soon I got the weirdest sensation . It was if some thing was tickling my cock.
SHIT!! She had her right hand imbedded in her pussy and her fingers were caressing my shaft through the thin membrane separating the two tunnels. I really can’t describe this adequately You’ll just have to experience for your self someday.
Her humping back at me became more frenzied
She keep saying “ deeper, deeper faster, faster.”
She threw her head back hitting me in the face with her long hair and let out a howl as she came in the throws of an orgasm. Off in the distances I could hear a coyote howling at the moon, or was he answering her cry of sex?
That thought put me over the top and old faithful erupted sending plum of hot sperm half way to her stomach.
We lay back in the hay watching the moon dance on the water of the lake only interrupted occasionally by the passing clouds.
“There’s a question I would like to asks you?”
“Yes.”
“You let me see and touch your tits, but the other cheerleaders wouldn’t let me near theirs?”
“OH that it’s a silly pact the girls made up you can fuck all you want but you can’t let a guy have at your tits unless he is the one .”
“OK that explains a lot thanks.”
Laying there contemplating the heavens I had a revelation, SHIT she took off her top!!
CHAPTER 8
I had grown tired of the cheerleader type and was looking for something else when a mousey little girl who always sat at the back of the room caught my eye.
She seemed immensely shy, keeping to her self.
Her demure attire accentuated this fact.
At first I didn’t know how to approach her but then remember about the note that I had slipped into Linda’s locker.
Taking the green pen I wrote a quick note and pass it to her at the end of class. Too my dismay she just glanced at it then crumpled it up and threw it in the trash can. That night I took a sheet of the special paper and the green pen and tried again.
I took the time to compose an actual letter to Barbara.
Placing it in an envelope addressing it too her.
She was the first person that the green pen had not fooled, this was something that I would have to add to my report and investigate further.
The next day the first time that I met Barbara I just handed her the letter and walked away. At the end of the last class that day she gave me a letter in reply.
That night I must of read that letter 10 times, and still didn’t know quite what to make of it. It rambled on about the meaning of life and the universe and everything.
I wrote another letter to her that night this time on regular paper with a standard pen.
Passing it to her early the next day . At the end of the school day I found that I had a reply laying on top of my books. I had know idea how it had gotten there she was nowhere in sight.
We passed letters that whole week but on Friday when I was eating lunch Barbara sat down across from me at my table. I had never seen her sit with anyone when she eat in the cafeteria. I was a bit taken aback and didn’t know what to say. Luckily she broke the ice.
“ I’ve been thing about you, your not like the rest of the boys around here you seem so much more mature in your writings. If your not busy tonight there a Coffee shop I would to take you to their having a poetry reading tonight and I am participating.
WOW she was asking me out on a date!
“Ar yeah I’m not doing anything tonight, what time should I pick you up?”
“NO I will come and get you about 8pm, I know where you live.”
And with that she got up and left, and left me contemplating what I had got my self into?
I looked out my front window as it started to rain
At five minuets two eight Barbara pulled up in front of my house and blew her horn. Rushing out with my coat over my head to shields it I jumped in the passengers seat and slammed the door.
The coffee shop was a strange place not like the bars that I had frequented. The only thing that even comes close to it was the bar seen in Star wars on Tatooine.
There seemed to be a lot of people wearing leather.
I sat there and got a pretty nice buzz from the espresso. Most of what I heard I didn’t understand what they were getting at finally Barbara got up to read her poem. Not to say she was long winded but I think the Homers Odyssey was shorter
The storm had increased in intensity by the time to had home the rain was coming in sheets driven sidewise by the gale force winds making almost imposable see driving.
Barbara’s house was closer so we went there hopping the storm would pass.
Barbara’s house was dark There didn’t seem to be a soul around when we entered.
“Where are your parents?”
“ Oh they went away for the weekend its just me here until Sunday.” “here sit in the den I’ll get us something to drink.”
She went over to the liquor cabinet took out two wine glasses and a large bottle of Matuse.
Handing me the bottle and a corkscrew
“You may have the honorees.”
I poured out two glasses and handed her one. As she stood in front of me I study her features, she was wearing a full length black dress which didn’t reveal much I wondered what was underneath.
As if she could read my mind she said
“ I think I’ll go and change into something more comfortable.” with that she disappeared up the stairs