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pr0n story part 1
Hey, my name is Cory, and to start, I should probably tell you a little about myself at the time of the story. I was 16; a Junior at my local high school. I was a tall 6' 2", had deep hazel eyes, and I weighed in at about 200lbs and had an athletic build.
I lived with my mom and my fourteen year-old sister, as my dad had divorced mom and left us about 5 years prior to the events of this story.
It was the beginning of the new school year, and I was more concentrated on trying to finally meet a good girl that I could stick with, as most of my friends had girlfriends/boyfriends that they had been with for a year or more and I felt I was missing out.
Even though I didn’t have a girlfriend at the time, I had fooled around with various girlfriends over the years (mostly just feeling them up, but I had fingered several of them, and had gone down on one), but I had yet to “get laid” as so many guys call it.
I just hadn’t found the right girl, and I wasn’t in a huge hurry to lose my virginity to be quite honest. I watched a TON of porn in my day, so I pretty much knew what sex at least looked and sounded like.
Me, being a virgin, thought that it would be very similar to masturbating (another activity in which I avidly participated at 16). And as I was going to soon find out, I was very, very wrong.
Alright, enough about me. On to the story :
It all started on a sunny, warm Friday in September of Junior year. I was in 6th Period, and my 6th period Physics with Ms. Smith was always a class I looked forward two for two main reasons :
For one, it was the last class of the day, and I was always anxious to go home and “relax”.
And the second reason I liked the class, the MAIN reason, was one of my friends who was in the class with me.
She was a completely jaw-dropping, flawless 5' 4" lightly-tanned brunette of what I estimated to be about 120lbs or so. Not too skinny, but just the right amount of weight in all the right places.
She had a gorgeous ass that pretty much looked nice in whatever she wore, and she sported some firm, ripe breasts (maybe like 32B) that were displayed nicely in the slightly revealing tops she liked to wear. God, she was just beautiful...
So Megan (the girl who I was so vividly describing) usually needed my help in the class, because I was one of the more math and science oriented people, and she was a little more creative and liked writing, painting, etc.
So anyway, her and I got through class together and talked (mostly about non-Physics related topics) all the way to the bell.
As the bell rang, we all gathered up our stuff and began our exit from the room and the trudge to our cars and school buses to finally return home.
As usual, Megan and I exited the class together and walked towards the bus lanes. Even though I actually drove to school and back, Megan had not yet gotten her license and so had to ride the bus.
I walked her to her bus, as she was a very fun person to talk to, and I wanted to spend every possible minute I could with this girl I was so infatuated with. Besides, the parking lots were right past the bus lanes, so I had to walk that way anyway to get to my car.
When we got to her bus, we exchanged the usual goodbyes and hugged. As I had known her since freshman year, I thought nothing of our brief physical contact at the end of every day. This didn’t detract from the joy I felt in her being so close to me.
Today, however, the goodbyes had a slight change. As we hugged, I felt something very lightly touch my left ass cheek through my jeans.
As she backed away from me, I saw her wink at me, and then she turned around walked over to the bus and up the steps, my eyes watching her go the whole way.
I was grinning widely at this point, and I reached back and touched where her hand had brushed my ass in what I thought was an accident. My hand brushed a piece of paper that was sticking out of the top of my back left pocket.
Weird, I thought. Maybe I had left a bill back there, or some notes from class? As I pulled the folded piece of notebook paper out and opened it, I saw that it was in fact a note written by Megan.
“Hell yeah!”, I thought. I had always given much thought to asking Megan out on a date, but she was always with some other guy, being as sexy and amazing as she was the guys were pretty much lined up for her. This note was a sure sign of something good.
This note made my fears of her lack of interest in me dissipate very quickly as I began to read the note. It read :
“Cory, I know that this is a little short notice, but are you doing anything tonight? I have had feelings for you since we met that one day at lunch freshman year, and it's been on my chest forever. I know I should have told you sooner, but us being in the beginning of our last two years of high school has made me realize that there is no more time to wait on acting. I also know that it isn’t your fault that you haven’t made a move first, as it is always one jackass guy after another with me. I hope that you feel the same way as I think you do, or else I bet this note seems pretty retarded at this point. In any event, please give me a call later today and tell me how you feel. I don’t mean for this to be awkward, and again I’m sorry for the short notice. I just decided to put it all the line and go for it.
xoxo
Megan ”
“I can’t ****ing believe this”, I said under my breath. This **** was way too good to be true. Megan asked me out on a date, and had admitted to liking me for two years!
It may seem kind of girly, but you have no idea the relief I felt that my feeling and effort towards the girl of my dreams were not at all unfounded. It was already almost three o’ clock, but my day was just now beginning...
I called her about an hour later after I had gotten home and settled down down the couch to watch my favorite channel, Comedy Central. I dialed her number with shaking hands and waited for her wonderful voice to greet me.
“Hello?”, I heard her say after only a ring. This caught me off guard, but I kept my cool. “Hey there”, I replied smoothly. “You got my note, I assume?”, she ventured cautiously. “Yeah, and I feel the same way, Megan...I just didn’t...”
She cut me off. “Shh, I know baby. It’s all good now though”, she said.
I smiled even wider at her calling me “baby”.
“So, what do you want to do about it?”, I asked. “what are you doing tonight?”, I asked.
“Nothing at all”, She replied, “and my dad is out of town on business until Tuesday”.
“Alright then, how’s about I come over at 7 and we can watch a movie or something?”, I asked.
“Sure”, she said. “We can watch a movie”, putting special emphasis on “watch”.
“Talk to you then”, I said.
“See ya”, she replied, and the hung up the phone.
It was just now after 4, so I had three hours to get prepared for going over to the girl of my dream’s house. I immediately went upstairs and hopped into the shower.
I made sure to clean every inch of my body thoroughly, paying special attention to my pubic area, just in case Megan decided to get close I wanted to smell like I took care of myself.
I got out of the shower, toweled off, and headed butt naked to my room to pick out my sexiest outfit for the occasion.
It was four o’ clock, and my mom didn’t get home until late most nights, and my sister was going directly from school to spend the night at a friends house. This meant, like Megan, I had the house to myself.
I picked out a nice-looking polo shirt from my closet, and selected my best pair of khaki shorts and underwear from my dresser. Tonight was the night to impress, and I intended to do just that.
I figured there wasn’t any point of putting on my clothes and cologne and stuff until I was ready to leave, as the clothes would maybe get dirty and the cologne would wear off in the near three hours I had to wait. I was taking no chances.
So I just sat around naked in my room until it was about 6:15, and then I got dressed, put on my cologne, and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.
Since my mom wasn’t coming home till later, I decided to write her a note telling her I was going over to a friend’s house (didn’t specify) and to call the cell if she needed me.
I grabbed my cell phone and car keys from the kitchen counter and headed to Megan’s house. This would be a night to remember.
I arrived at Megan’s about five minutes till 7. I walked up to the door, straightening my collar and tiding myself as I went.
I knocked on the door, and Megan arrived to answer it just seconds later.
She was wearing one of the sexiest outfits I had ever seen her in, and for her that’s saying something.
She wore a navy blue top with a low-cut style front and short sleeves that hugged her features perfectly. Paired with it was a matching skirt in navy blue and white plaid that was fairly short, but not too short.
Her hair was worn straight down to her shoulders, just the way I liked it. It accented her ears and face perfectly. She looked downright gorgeous.
“Hey there handsome”, she greeted me, “come on in”.
“I don’t think there’s anything I’d like better”, I replied with a wink, and I walked in to her home.
“You look...amazing”, I said as we sat down on her couch and she flipped on the T.V.
“Thanks! You aren’t looking so bad yourself there hotshot”, she said warmly.
After a few minutes of talking, we decided to put on “American Pie”, one of our favorite movies.
Hey, my name is Cory, and to start, I should probably tell you a little about myself at the time of the story. I was 16; a Junior at my local high school. I was a tall 6' 2", had deep hazel eyes, and I weighed in at about 200lbs and had an athletic build.
I lived with my mom and my fourteen year-old sister, as my dad had divorced mom and left us about 5 years prior to the events of this story.
It was the beginning of the new school year, and I was more concentrated on trying to finally meet a good girl that I could stick with, as most of my friends had girlfriends/boyfriends that they had been with for a year or more and I felt I was missing out.
Even though I didn’t have a girlfriend at the time, I had fooled around with various girlfriends over the years (mostly just feeling them up, but I had fingered several of them, and had gone down on one), but I had yet to “get laid” as so many guys call it.
I just hadn’t found the right girl, and I wasn’t in a huge hurry to lose my virginity to be quite honest. I watched a TON of porn in my day, so I pretty much knew what sex at least looked and sounded like.
Me, being a virgin, thought that it would be very similar to masturbating (another activity in which I avidly participated at 16). And as I was going to soon find out, I was very, very wrong.
Alright, enough about me. On to the story :
It all started on a sunny, warm Friday in September of Junior year. I was in 6th Period, and my 6th period Physics with Ms. Smith was always a class I looked forward two for two main reasons :
For one, it was the last class of the day, and I was always anxious to go home and “relax”.
And the second reason I liked the class, the MAIN reason, was one of my friends who was in the class with me.
She was a completely jaw-dropping, flawless 5' 4" lightly-tanned brunette of what I estimated to be about 120lbs or so. Not too skinny, but just the right amount of weight in all the right places.
She had a gorgeous ass that pretty much looked nice in whatever she wore, and she sported some firm, ripe breasts (maybe like 32B) that were displayed nicely in the slightly revealing tops she liked to wear. God, she was just beautiful...
So Megan (the girl who I was so vividly describing) usually needed my help in the class, because I was one of the more math and science oriented people, and she was a little more creative and liked writing, painting, etc.
So anyway, her and I got through class together and talked (mostly about non-Physics related topics) all the way to the bell.
As the bell rang, we all gathered up our stuff and began our exit from the room and the trudge to our cars and school buses to finally return home.
As usual, Megan and I exited the class together and walked towards the bus lanes. Even though I actually drove to school and back, Megan had not yet gotten her license and so had to ride the bus.
I walked her to her bus, as she was a very fun person to talk to, and I wanted to spend every possible minute I could with this girl I was so infatuated with. Besides, the parking lots were right past the bus lanes, so I had to walk that way anyway to get to my car.
When we got to her bus, we exchanged the usual goodbyes and hugged. As I had known her since freshman year, I thought nothing of our brief physical contact at the end of every day. This didn’t detract from the joy I felt in her being so close to me.
Today, however, the goodbyes had a slight change. As we hugged, I felt something very lightly touch my left ass cheek through my jeans.
As she backed away from me, I saw her wink at me, and then she turned around walked over to the bus and up the steps, my eyes watching her go the whole way.
I was grinning widely at this point, and I reached back and touched where her hand had brushed my ass in what I thought was an accident. My hand brushed a piece of paper that was sticking out of the top of my back left pocket.
Weird, I thought. Maybe I had left a bill back there, or some notes from class? As I pulled the folded piece of notebook paper out and opened it, I saw that it was in fact a note written by Megan.
“Hell yeah!”, I thought. I had always given much thought to asking Megan out on a date, but she was always with some other guy, being as sexy and amazing as she was the guys were pretty much lined up for her. This note was a sure sign of something good.
This note made my fears of her lack of interest in me dissipate very quickly as I began to read the note. It read :
“Cory, I know that this is a little short notice, but are you doing anything tonight? I have had feelings for you since we met that one day at lunch freshman year, and it's been on my chest forever. I know I should have told you sooner, but us being in the beginning of our last two years of high school has made me realize that there is no more time to wait on acting. I also know that it isn’t your fault that you haven’t made a move first, as it is always one jackass guy after another with me. I hope that you feel the same way as I think you do, or else I bet this note seems pretty retarded at this point. In any event, please give me a call later today and tell me how you feel. I don’t mean for this to be awkward, and again I’m sorry for the short notice. I just decided to put it all the line and go for it.
xoxo
Megan ”
“I can’t ****ing believe this”, I said under my breath. This **** was way too good to be true. Megan asked me out on a date, and had admitted to liking me for two years!
It may seem kind of girly, but you have no idea the relief I felt that my feeling and effort towards the girl of my dreams were not at all unfounded. It was already almost three o’ clock, but my day was just now beginning...
I called her about an hour later after I had gotten home and settled down down the couch to watch my favorite channel, Comedy Central. I dialed her number with shaking hands and waited for her wonderful voice to greet me.
“Hello?”, I heard her say after only a ring. This caught me off guard, but I kept my cool. “Hey there”, I replied smoothly. “You got my note, I assume?”, she ventured cautiously. “Yeah, and I feel the same way, Megan...I just didn’t...”
She cut me off. “Shh, I know baby. It’s all good now though”, she said.
I smiled even wider at her calling me “baby”.
“So, what do you want to do about it?”, I asked. “what are you doing tonight?”, I asked.
“Nothing at all”, She replied, “and my dad is out of town on business until Tuesday”.
“Alright then, how’s about I come over at 7 and we can watch a movie or something?”, I asked.
“Sure”, she said. “We can watch a movie”, putting special emphasis on “watch”.
“Talk to you then”, I said.
“See ya”, she replied, and the hung up the phone.
It was just now after 4, so I had three hours to get prepared for going over to the girl of my dream’s house. I immediately went upstairs and hopped into the shower.
I made sure to clean every inch of my body thoroughly, paying special attention to my pubic area, just in case Megan decided to get close I wanted to smell like I took care of myself.
I got out of the shower, toweled off, and headed butt naked to my room to pick out my sexiest outfit for the occasion.
It was four o’ clock, and my mom didn’t get home until late most nights, and my sister was going directly from school to spend the night at a friends house. This meant, like Megan, I had the house to myself.
I picked out a nice-looking polo shirt from my closet, and selected my best pair of khaki shorts and underwear from my dresser. Tonight was the night to impress, and I intended to do just that.
I figured there wasn’t any point of putting on my clothes and cologne and stuff until I was ready to leave, as the clothes would maybe get dirty and the cologne would wear off in the near three hours I had to wait. I was taking no chances.
So I just sat around naked in my room until it was about 6:15, and then I got dressed, put on my cologne, and went to the bathroom to brush my teeth.
Since my mom wasn’t coming home till later, I decided to write her a note telling her I was going over to a friend’s house (didn’t specify) and to call the cell if she needed me.
I grabbed my cell phone and car keys from the kitchen counter and headed to Megan’s house. This would be a night to remember.
I arrived at Megan’s about five minutes till 7. I walked up to the door, straightening my collar and tiding myself as I went.
I knocked on the door, and Megan arrived to answer it just seconds later.
She was wearing one of the sexiest outfits I had ever seen her in, and for her that’s saying something.
She wore a navy blue top with a low-cut style front and short sleeves that hugged her features perfectly. Paired with it was a matching skirt in navy blue and white plaid that was fairly short, but not too short.
Her hair was worn straight down to her shoulders, just the way I liked it. It accented her ears and face perfectly. She looked downright gorgeous.
“Hey there handsome”, she greeted me, “come on in”.
“I don’t think there’s anything I’d like better”, I replied with a wink, and I walked in to her home.
“You look...amazing”, I said as we sat down on her couch and she flipped on the T.V.
“Thanks! You aren’t looking so bad yourself there hotshot”, she said warmly.
After a few minutes of talking, we decided to put on “American Pie”, one of our favorite movies.