Well, before we get to the main event on Friday, that next day on Thursday some shit did go down, and it only feels right to slightly cover it. Somehow, and I don’t exactly know, but somehow Jack, Emily boyfriend, had found out that I had been helping her with more than just her homework for the past couple weeks. I always suspected it was because Emily told one of her girlfriends what happened on Wednesday, and word spread from there. I was late to 1st period, but during class a friend told me that before school Jack was lurking the halls, wanting to mount my head on the flagpole. When my friend asked if the rumors were true, if I was actually fucking Emily, I was able to tell him with a straight face that no, I wasn’t, because we hadn’t fucked yet. By lunch, not only did everyone think that, but everyone knew Jack was going to track me down and kill me. When lunch finally came around, I decided not to pussyfoot around it and meet him in the quad. if I had to guess, the past few months sneaking around with Emily gave me some confidence, stupid me. I walked in and it only took a few seconds for people to point and whisper, with one guy yelling out “Hey Jack, there he is”. A crowd started to form as Jack walked up to his prey, me. Now, i’m fairly tall myself at 6’3’’, but Jack was still taller, not to mention in better shape being on the football team. When he finally closed the gap he started out by pushing me back into the lockers behind me, and yelled
“You molested my girl, i’m gonna kill you you little shit.”
Now, when he knocked me back into the lockers, it was hard enough that I could tell that right behind me wasn’t a locker door, but the heavy metal bar in between 2 lockers that separates them. I realized that if I could taunt him into throwing the first punch, he’d likely hit that reinforced bar. So, I did the stupidest thing I could think of, I told him
“She wanted it, and she came all over my face.” I realize in hindsight that I probably shouldn’t have said anything about really happened without consulting Emily first, but A: if it didn’t work, I’d be dead, and B: it was her telling someone that started this to begin with.
You could hear a pin drop with how suddenly silent it became as everyone took a moment to register what I had said, You could see Jack’s face grow redder in anger, The only reason I’m alive today is that Jack, while all muscles, didn’t have good technique, and this his first wild haymaker was heavily telegraphed, and gave me time to side-step his hulking fist. It wasn’t like in the movies when everything slows down and you see this slow-motion fist go right by you, I sidestepped, and didn’t need to look to see that my stupid, half-assed, in the moment plan actually worked, the sound of his fist crashing into the steel bar and making an aweful crunch sound. His scream of pain alerted the teachers and he was brought into the nurses office, and later down to the hospital. We were later told he broke 3 bones in his hand and fractured another one. After he was brought to the nurse, one of the teachers started giving me shit over “starting a fight”. I told him to A: ask around, plenty of people had their phones out, and B: check the camera in the quad. My friend who “wanted to see me die” came with us as he had it on his phone, and when the teacher watched it along with the security camera footage, was shocked that I didn’t even throw a punch, or try to. Long story short there, when we got back after break, there was a “formal investigation” that found me getting off scot free, and Jack getting suspended for a week.
So, that was Thursday, and afterwards Emily was a bit mad at me for saying what I said, but she did admit that she told one friend only about Wednesday, and she told another, and so on and so on. Emily did take the opportunity to, while he was still in the hospital, to break up with Jack formally (by which I mean on Facebook), so that was a plus, and she said we were still on for Friday.
Friday rolls around and for the half-day before winter break I was struggling with having a half-chub all day, I’m just glad it was a half day, because if it was a regular day I wouldn’t have made it without someone noticing. When that bell went off I practically ran out of there, and almost got into an accident leaving, which was a bit pointless in hindsight since I raced over to Emily’s house just to wait for her to get home (What can I say, there wasn’t much blood going to my brain at the moment).
Emily finally got home after what seemed like forever (was only about 10 mins), and invited me in and told my eager ass to wait in the living room. After the 15 longest minutes in my life, she walked, no, strutted out in a gorgeous set of black lace lingerie that left me speechless when she asked me what I thought. Upon realizing the extent of the effect she had on me she dropped the sexy act and slapped me back to reality.
“Hey, Earth to Andrew, Hello???”
“Oh…um…what was your question again?”
“Well, that stupid look on your face is more than enough of an answer. Glad you like it, I had gotten it for Jack, but now…” she said as she turned around to show me her perfect ass in a thong. “…he’s never gonna see me in it. Now, it’s all for you” she continued as she bent over, as if she needed to do more get me hard.
“Look, as hot as this is, my dick”
“Cock, remember”
“Sorry, my cock has been hard all morning, any more and it’ll break the zipper on my pants.” I said after remembering her English lesson.
“Well then, we can’t have you blowing your load too early, now can we?” She asked playfully as she pushed me onto the couch and got on her knees.
“I guess not.” I replied as I undid my pants.
After pulling my pants completely off she ripped my boxers off as well, finally freeing the beast from within. She commented at how hard it was already before licking up the underside of my shaft and playing with the head with her tongue. Goddamn did she know how to tease. I became lost in my thoughts as she went to town on my cock, only occasionally stopping to catch her breath. It wasn’t long before that familiar feeling was starting to build in my balls, and I warned her of it. She kept slobbering away until the last moment and she lifted her head off of it and finished me off with her hands, covering her black lace bra with rope after rope of cum.
“Well then, I guess I won’t be needing this anymore” she said as she stood up and took her bra off, revealing her cum soaked tits. She then told me to get up, as it was her turn to get “warmed up” “and by then you’ll be more than ready for round 2, if you aren’t already.”
“Can’t argue with that.” I said as I knelt between her legs and removed her thong. Instead of just diving right in, I thought I’d tease her for once, working my way up her thighs, alternating between the two as I worked my way to the prize between them, and the few glances I stole up at her told me that this was working. When I did get to her pussy, it was glistening, ready to be used. I started with slow circles around her clit with my tongue before working my way to her inner-folds. She was clearly worked up as well, as it didn’t take long for her to be on the cusp herself, grabbing my head and shoving my face in between her legs, only this time I didn’t get her off, instead I backed off and brought my head up, only to see her with an angry look on her face.
“Goddamnit, I was so close you bastard, get back down there.” She scowled at me.
“No, this time, the only way you’re gonna be getting off is with this” I said as I stood up and grabbed my cock, painfully hard yet again. I pulled her down onto the carpet and proceeded to make out with her, letting her taste herself on my lips. With one hand propping me up, I reached down guided my cock towards her folds. I hesitated before entering, asking if she had a condom. “Ya, but they won’t fit you, and besides, I went on the pill after the band trip anyway.” That was all I needed to hear as I started to push forward,, just barely getting the head in before she started to moan, and when the head popped in I stopped, relishing in the feeling of being inside her. I took my time, slowly and gently pushing forward, each bit causing a moan to escape her lips. I stopped about halfway in and after further relishing of the moment, pulled back so just my head was still in her. I kept this slow rather up for a bit, each thrust going deeper and deeper, all the while just looking down at her, mesmerized at the expressions she was making. When I felt like she was ready to cum, I decided it was time to go all the way in. When I did, I held it there and let her cum all over my dick. Her moans got much louder and she started to convulse, her walls squeezing me until I too started to flood her insides with my cum. I don’t know how long it lasted, but when it was over we were just lying next to each other on the ground, looking into each other’s eyes.
“Wow, just, wow. Holy Fuck.” I said, breaking the ice first.
“I know, I think I’ll need a minute too.” She replied, out of breath, as she rolled over onto her back. “Can you go get us some gatorade from the fridge, we should re-hydrate a bit”
I told her sure, and I wobbled a bit getting up, which made her chuckle a bit as I walked to the kitchen. I glanced at the microwave and saw it was 2:30, I couldn’t believe we had been at it for almost 2 hours. When I brought the drinks back I asked her when her parents would be back again.
“Around 5, why?” she answered as she climbed onto the couch to relax a bit. I told her what time it was and she didn’t believe me, grabbing my phone from my pants to check. I asked her to pass my phone, and I set an alarm for 4:30, giving us about half an hour to tidy up a bit before I had to duck out.
“So, what are we gonna do for those 2 hours?” She asked playfully as she chugged her drink. “Well, I can think of a few things,” I said as I leaned over to her, putting her drink on the table as I went in for a kiss. We made out for a minute before she pushed me off, saying “Now we got tender, romantic part out of the way, why don’t we make out way up to my room, it’ll be easier to clean if we get messy.”, so she grabbed her bra and panties and i grabbed my clothes and followed her up there. She threw the no longer needed lingerie in a corner and got on her bed.
“Come and get it” she said while shaking her ass at me. I dropped my clothes on the floor and lined up behind her. As I pushed in she let out a loud moan and pushed back. I took me a few thrusts to remember that she was that soaked down there because there weren’t just her juices in there this time. It didn’t take long before she was again fully impaled on my cock. I started to go at the same slow pace I had been downstairs until she told me to speed up, so I did. I picked up the pace and got faster, and her moans got louder and more frequent. “Faster” she said again, and faster I went. It finally got to an animalistic speed where she couldn’t keep her mouth shut. In a break in the moans she looked back and told me “To fuck her like the whore she is” I grabbed her by the hips and worked myself like a piston, fucking her into the bed. While her face was now buried in her pillow, she was still loud, and at this pace it didn’t take long for her to cum again. This time she fell forward onto her bed and off my cock, gushing all over them both. In the moment, I didn’t wait for her to come back down from her high, I pulled her legs so they were hanging off the bed, grabbed her by the hips and went back in. If she wasn’t muffled by the pillow, I’m sure she would have let the neighbors know what we were doing with her screams of pleasure. Having already come twice, I knew it was gonna take a bit for me to cum again, so I took advantage of the situation and fucked her like she wanted, fast and rough. She was screaming like a banshee in heat, loving every rough thrust, every time I stopped and held myself inside her all the way, and every time my balls swung up and hit her clit. She said she lost count how many times she squirted going at it like this, I counted 6, mainly because each time was burned into my memory forever. After the last time I gave her a break, letting her regain some of her senses while I stood there admiring her glistening body. When she finally said something in English, she told me to lay down on the bed, as she was “gonna go for a ride”. She climbed on top of me and she leaned down to kiss me before sitting up and hovering above my cock.
“Now, we’re running out of time, and I want to get you off one last time.” She said as she began to sink down onto my cock. She went all the way down on the first try, having been both stretched out and well lubricated from before. When she did get all the way down, she just sat there for a bit, grinding away, gyrating on my cock while not removing it from her pussy. She then started to rock up and down, each time she came down she let out a moan as I hit her deepest reaches with my cock. It wasn’t long like this before I could feel her tightening up again, about to cum, so I grabbed her hips and started fucking up into her until I could feel her start to gush, which I lifted her up for and let her cum all over me and her bed. This would repeat a few more times before I finally started to get that feeling in my balls that I was finally going to cum again. I started slamming her down on me faster and faster, not caring if she was going to squirt again, while looking into her eyes. She could tell I was about to cum too and she let me do it. Finally on one thrust she started to cum again and that put me over the edge. I just held her on me while I filled her up again. It was such a blissful release I could have sworn I passed out for a bit, because in a blink she had stopped convulsing and was resting her head on me.
We just laid there for a while, resting in eachothers arms, my cock still buried in her, until my phone started to go off, the alarm bringing us out of our state of bliss. This time she was the one who had trouble standing up after what we had done, and I didn’t pass up the opportunity to chuckle myself. She told me to get dressed and bring her sheets down to the laundry room while she put new ones on her bed and put on some lounge clothes, “something I won’t mind leaking in” was what she said. Around 4:45 I was on my way out when she stopped me and kissed me in the doorway.
“Thanks for, well, you know” I managed to get out.
“No, thank you.” She replied coyly, “Now, I’m gonna go take a nap, I’ll text you when I wake up tomorrow.”
On my way down her street I saw her mom driving by, and at a stop sign I texted her a heads up. I couldn’t be sure if she saw me or not, or recognized my car. Emily texted back that after what happened yesterday, and earlier that day, we didn’t have a reason to “be sneaky” anymore, and she didn’t care if her parents found out.
While we were both graduating in a few months, and going to different colleges, we knew that we couldn’t last as “a couple”, but that sure didn’t mean we couldn’t have a lot of fun while we still could. I have a few more notable stories with Emily, and my coming out of my shell, and I can’t wait to share them.
Source: reddit.com/r/gonewildstories/comments/d8c92c/half_day_at_halfmast_mf