Alisha

After I threw up Trista called and said that she would be at the park in 10 min. I looked at the time and saw it was 6:00pm.

“Yeah, ok Trista I am kinda rushed so wait for me I’ll be ready in 5min. Bye.” I hung up and threw my clothes on and went to find my good pair of shoes.

I decided to wear my hair up but to be sexy let some curls come loose. It looked good. I had already had my makeup on and my parents had long since left. So I ran down the stairs and grabbed my jacket. I rushed out the door and fumbled for my keys.

Finally I got it locked and ran down the street. I slowed my pace as I came closer to the park and saw Devon and Trista waiting there. Devon was wearing the same thing he did before. He had his hair Gelled up and styled nicely. It brought a smile to my face. Then I looked at Trista. She looked gorgeous as usual.

She wore a short white dress so short that I was sure if she bent over you could see her panties, she had curled her hair and wore it down, and for shoes she wore her black plat form sandals.
All she brought with her was her black purse, which I had an identical match of it. I was sure she had all her “necessities” in there: cell phone, her dad’s credit cards, ATM cards, picture ID, back up lipstick, and of course cash. She really did look good.

“Well its about time!” she snapped as I came closer.

“Sorry guys, my dad and I had a talk and it got me a bit worked up…” I said between breaths.

All Devon did was smile at me.

“Well hi there handsome.” I said and winked. He winked back and leaned in to kiss me on the cheek.

“You look beautiful.” He said.

He was so sincere it almost made me cry.

“Thanks. So are we going to go?” I asked Trista assuming she had brought her car and parked it down the street.

“Yeah, you wanna drive or should I?” She asked teasingly.

I shook my head and gave her a glare, we both knew that I didn’t have my license, another one of daddy’s schemes to prevent me from ‘meeting the wrong people and getting involved in the wrong crowds.’ I wasn’t permitted to get my license for another year or so. I was shocked when Devon grabbed for my hand and started pulling me towards the jeep. It wasn’t so much the hand grabbing that shocked me it was more so how different he was acting, he wasn’t as shy as he acted at school.


When we reached her green jeep we all hoped in. I took the back seat with Devon and Tommy sat in the front with Trista. It took about 10min to get to the party by car. When we arrived we could hear the loud music.
Devon and I got out first.

“Hey guys, I’ll catch up with you later. I wanna spend some time with Devon.” I said.

“Yeah, I hear ya loud and clear!” Trista exclaimed and made kissing noises to tease me.

I just walked away, a looked back to see Trista and Tommy had already started making out. I thought to myself “man they waste no time…”
Hours went by and the more I talked with Devon the more I got to know him. Soon I found we were kissing more and more. He was starting to raise my temperature a few degrees so I pulled away and tried to distract him but I noticed the bulge in his pants, I’m not sure if it was to spite dad or all the alcohol I had already consumed but I just couldn’t seem to resist temptation.

I kissed him hard and started to lead him to one of the back bedrooms. I hardly noticed how loud the music was or the people around me. When we made our way to the bedroom and I looked around. There was a huge bed with a canopy and a large quilt and four big fluffy pillows, all the same color.

To the left was an antique brown dresser and farther down the wall was an old fashioned changing booth.
On the far right there was a window beside door leading out to the balcony. It was all so breathe taking. Then I found I was asking myself questions such as, Am I moving to fast? Am I sure this is the right thing? Should I stop him? Will it ruin my chances with him? Will we have protection? If not will I get pregnant?

I really didn’t have anytime to utter a syllable. He swooped me up in him arms and placed me down on the bed, then walked to the door again and locked it. On the way back to me he began undressing and by the time he actually reached me all he was wearing was his boxers.

I was about to distract him again when he leaned in and pressed his lips hard against mine. Man was he a good kisser. I couldn’t help but to moan out in ecstasy. I sat up and kissed him some more and he untied the strings from the back of my neck, my shirt fell revealing my bra. He undid my bra with such skill it made me wonder how many times and with how many other women he had done this. He tossed my bra to the floor now revealing my naked breasts. He then pulled off the halter top completely kissing my neck, then my breasts.

He kissed all around them and sucked on my nipples occasionally nibbling on them. This only made me moan louder, more from anticipation then anything. He then kissed down my stomach and unbuttoned my pants. He slowly pulled them down to my ankles and eventually pulled them off along with my socks. Every time I found a second to question my actions he was at it again with such immaculate skill!

He licked up my legs to my groin area and pulled my panties off with his teeth then threw them on the floor. I lay there naked and vulnerable, I felt so uncomfortable waiting for him to undress. But he didn’t undress as quickly as I wanted him too, instead he hovered above me studying me and gazing at my body like a scientist. I felt like I was under some microscope for an experiment.

He obviously got the hint he was making me uncomfortable as I started to fidget and look around nervously.

“I’m sorry, I don’t mean to stare its just … I’ve never seen someone so beautiful. Your body is so flawless.” He complimented.

I found myself questioning what he said, wondering if he told all the girls he was about to have sex with that very same thing. I wonder how many other lines he had and if he did have many how many he would use on me.

“Aren’t you going to get undressed” I asked in a shaky voice. I could tell he was disappointed that I didn’t acknowledge or at least respond in some way to line. With that he slipped off his boxers and smiled. I looked long and hard at his erected penis. It appeared so large, but then again I had only seen one other penis and that was on an R rated movie Trista and I rented last summer.

I then looked up at him as he brought himself over me, he pressed hard against me so there was no doubt in my mind what was going to happen next. He saw I was nervous.

“Is this your first time too?” I managed to say. He nodded and smiled.

He teased me with his lips, kissing my lips then my nose and finally he gave me another hard kiss practically suffocating me with his tongue. As he kissed my lips he brought his left hand down to his penis and slide it up and down my vagina until there was enough lubrication to easily slide it in. His kisses muffled my painful moans as he entered me. He started pushing in and out slowly not rough but at the same time not gentle. The pain of it entering and retreating brought tears to my eyes followed quickly by a numb tingly feeling. All I could think about was how many times Trista told me how amazing it was. Was I just a freak? Is it because we aren’t married that it hurt?

But soon after that thought the pain left and it started to feel amazing, I couldn’t help but moan, I just wish I didn’t do it so loudly. I wonder if anyone could hear us? And if they did I wonder if word would get back to my father eventually. Just the thought of him finding out terrified me. Devin must have noticed I was distracted because he started to thrust harder and faster sweat trickling down his forehead on his chest. Our bodies united as one. His moans relaxed me.

He waited for me to climax before he did. Afterwards, we lay beside each other and he held me. We talked for hours again kissing occasionally. Finally noticing that it was 2am I bolted out of bed and rushed to get my clothes on.

“What’s wrong Alisha?” he asked concerned.

After I got dressed and he was too I answered him.

“Devon! My father is going to kill my, my curfew is at 12…I am 2 hours late!!” I screamed.

Realizing that he may not be able to see me for awhile I if I get grounded we both ran to find Trista and Tommy. After about 5min of wandering around someone told Devon they were in the back room. I burst in the room just as Tommy had his climax…hoping I hadn’t ruin anything I turned around so I wouldn’t see them naked.

“Trista, its 2am! I need to go home.” I said a little harsher then I intended.

She was panting obviously she had just had her climax too.

“Oh my God! My mother is going to have a coronary!” she yelled.

“Ok I will be out at the car, hurry!” I said flying out the door.

I was waiting in the jeep about 3min when she and Tommy ran out the door. She practically did 120km the whole way home. And that’s not like her considering the speed limit is only 60km and Trista is a very cautious driver. When I arrived home all the lights were out. I gave Devon a kiss and ran up my driveway. I unlocked the door praying my parents were asleep…